I have a lot of luck, driving my truck.
I'm driving down the interstate.
My truck full of freight.
It's really, really, great.
I'm pulling a heavy load down the road.
My truck of eighteen wheels. Good, how I feel.
I listen to the radio as I go.
I let the music flow.
I see with my eye,
the lights go by.
The lights of other trucks and cars,
from near and far.
The lights of the city, the country.
All great to me.