Dirty Water Road

Rolling down the river, with a toolbox in my hand

Working on the diesel, living life on demand

Sunrise over Ohio, river's calling my name

Steam and oil, my story, in this working man’s game

Long nights in the engine room, sweat upon my brow

Just a patch of dirt and water, but it keeps my family now

Feet on the pedal, eyes on the horizon far

Chasing that dirty water, riding like a star

Making that dirty water money, miles away from home

Riding these endless rivers, nowhere else to roam

Steel and diesel, my truth, my fight

Working on the Ohio, through the day and into the night

Crossing every mile, with the river in my view

Thinking ‘bout my loved ones, and the life I’m working for

Solo in my cab, the moon’s my only friend

River’s my highway, but this journey never ends

When the dawn breaks over Ohio, I’ll find my way back home

Till then I keep rolling, living life alone

Making that dirty water money, just to stay alive

On these mighty rivers, where I thrive