Trucker Blues

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All my days the load is heavy
 Far too hard to carry home.
 Along life's highways driving steady.
 Now I am out of gas and all alone.

Got to find me a Truck
 stop on this highway.
 Rest this load and travel home,
 Take rest from the endless distance.

In the night a neon lights are burning
 In the night they  call my name.
 Give me warmth and a moments  comfort.
 Stop the traveling all alone.

I need a life with no more trucking
 Not tired and weary to the bone.
 I need a woman soft and gentle
 I Need a place to call my own.

Until then life's a line
 of roadside truck stops.
 Neon signs shining bright
 Just a place to park my burdens
 Cloudy coffee in the night