Highway seventy nine

[verse 1] 
He started driving trucks at twenty one,
Being behind the wheel,
It was such a big thrill,
Now he's lost count of the miles he's done, 
The people he's seen, places he's been,
Are now just precious memories. 
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[Chorus]
Two trailers hooked behind, 
That Kenworth nine oh nine,
A Mack, Freightliner and Western star,
It doesn't matter what they are, 
A Volvo, Scania and a Benz, 
That list will never end,
Cause there's all kinds,
On highway seventy nine,
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[Verse 2]
Now Those trucks sure have come a long way, 
Night cooler TV fridge and a microwave, 
I sure bet The old timers never could, 
Imagine 600 horses under the hood, 
A flat top tautliner, tankers tippers, fridge vans and stock crates,
Tray trucks, single trailers, be doubles and road trains 
There's all kinds of freight, 
Both Local and interstate.
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[Instrumental break]
[Bridge]
He says that it hasn't got the same feel,
Twenty five years behind the wheel, 
It's not like back in the day, 
Most  won't even give a wave, 
Now The truckers radio is nearly Dead, 
You don't even get told about a cop ahead. 
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Australian male vocals, country key of E