He's got a sunburn on his left arms
From hangin' out a Peterbbilt window
Got a wife and three kids on the farm
Drivin' as fast as he can go, yeah

Minneapolis in his rear view
He's a dead headin' to tulsa
Got the hammer down on 82
With every mile marker getting closer
I said

[Chorus]
Hey he's a trucker man
Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can
Those red-eye runs are taking there torl
His eighteen-wheeler is a rollin' back home

Starin' a hole through the windshield
He's got nineteen on the CB
Well they call him the Bandit
'Cause he only brakes for the Smokies
I said

Hey he's a trucker man
Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can
Those red-eye runs are taking there torl
His eighteen-wheeler is a rollin' back home

He's got a Smith and Wesson in he glove box
And Mother Mary on the dashboard
He's a red-blooded blue-collar man
American right to the core

[Chorus: x2]

Well he's rollin' back home

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Writer(s): JOHN D. RICH, RODNEY DALE CLAWSON, VICKY MCGEHEE