Joe Dyda’s ridin’ down that highway, got his motor hummin’ loud a man who loves his freedom, stands tall and makes us proud green eyes shinin’ like those old oil lamps he loves he’s burnin’ through the roadways like he’s flyin’ up above NASCAR’s on his TV, racin’ through his mind Ice Road Truckers keepin’ him steady on the grind but when it comes to family, you’ll see the softest side ‘cause when he talks ‘bout Braelynn and Destiney, it’s pure pride HOOK IT UP, HOOK IT UP, HOOK HOOK HOOK! HOOK IT UP! Joe’s ridin’ free, ridin’ wild with a heart full of love for his daughter and his child green eyes gleamin’ like the oil lamps he lights Joe Dyda’s burnin’ bright, through the days and the nights He talks ‘bout those engines, that rumble and roar a man of horsepower, always cravin’ more but when he looks at his girls, you see him slow it down for Braelynn and Destiney, he’d wear any crown he’s built from steel, but his heart’s pure gold racin’ through life, never growin’ old and every time he talks ‘bout his family’s light you know he’s driven by love, through every fight HOOK IT UP HOOK IT UP HOOK HOOK HOOK HOOK IT UP! Joe’s ridin’ free, ridin’ wild with a heart full of love for his daughter and his child green eyes gleamin’ like the oil lamps he lights Joe Dydas burnin’ bright, through the days and the nights Oil lamps flicker in his hands so true but those green eyes burn brighter for the ones he holds onto on his Harley or watchin’ cars zoom by he’s a man with a heart that’ll never die HOOK IT UP, HOOK IT UP, HOOK HOOK HOOK! HOOK IT UP! Joe’s ridin’ free, ridin’ wild with a heart full of love for his daughter and his child green eyes gleamin’ like the oil lamps he lights Joe Dyda’s burnin’ bright, through the days and the nights So here’s to Joe, a father, a rider, a friend he’ll keep on rollin’ right to the end with Braelynn and Destiney in his sight he keeps burnin’ strong, forever in the fight BWAHAHAAAHEHEHOOOOH OOH
Joe Dyda, green-eyed gearhead, grandpa, go-getter, glowing like an oil lamp’s gleam, grabbing gears, giving grit guiding Braelynn and Destiney with a grin, motorcycle master, NASCAR navigator, never needing a nudge to navigate those icy trucker trails, twisting tires, turning time, takin’ turns tight, true, and tough, heart full of love, never enough, always revvin’, always rough, roaring rides, ready to roll, rockin’ the road, racing for goals, green-eyed Joe, glowing proud, growling through gears with the loudest sound, loving his girls, never slowing down! Joe Dyda green-eyed grinder master of gears grabbing life by the throttle no fear Oil-lamp legend glowing bright lighting up Braelynn and Destiney’s life Motorcyclin’ NASCAR ridin’ ice-road truckin’ twistin' tires like a wizard on wheels steel nerves heart of gold dealin’ in real feels Grandpa with the grip never lettin’ love slip. Ohhh YA HOOK IT UP! HOOK IT UP HOOK! HOOK! HOOK! HOOK IT UP! BWAHAHAHA! BWHEHEHEHE! MWAHAHAHAHEHEHO! OHOHOHOHOHO JOE HOOK IT UP! HOOK IT UP!
