Thirty years on the road

Verse 1

Got diesel runnin’ through my veins,

Drove through the sunshine, drove through the rain.

From Maine snow drifts to Texas heat,

I hauled damn near everything on 18 wheels and two feet.

Coffee strong, never missed a load,

I lived my life out on the road.

Chorus

Thirty years behind the wheel,

Steel and smoke and chained-up wheels.

Busted knuckles, worn-out bones,

Truck stop meals and motel phones.

Now I’m done, the keys are hung—

The road moves on, but my song’s been sung.

Verse 2

Pulled flatbeds, tankers, box and freight,

Chased that clock and beat the weight.

Heard a thousand stories on that CB,

Most were lies, but some were me.

Had a picture of home on my dash,

And a back that’s shot from years gone past.

Chorus

Thirty years behind the wheel,

Steel and smoke and chained-up wheels.

Missed some birthdays, holidays too,

Did what a workin’ man’s gotta do.

Now that rig’s got a new man’s name—

But she’ll never drive the same.

Verse 3

Damn near killed me more than once,

White knucklin’ through the ice and dust.

Heart took hits, and my mind got dark,

But I kept rollin’ with a stubborn spark.

I ain’t the same man I used to be—

I’m stronger now, and finally free.

Bridge

Ain’t no trophy on my shelf,

Just grease-stained hats and stories I tell.

Didn’t do it for fame or thanks,

I did it for bills—same as any working man.

Final Chorus

Thirty years on the blacktop line,

Burned my youth, but I did just fine.

Now I sit on this porch with a drink in hand,

Still hear the hum of that diesel band.

The road rolls on like it always will—

But I ain’t chasin’ no more hills.

Outro

Yeah, the road keeps movin’, I’ve made my peace,

I gave it my all—now I get some release.

(fade out)