Letra da Música 18 Wheels de Old Stuff

Well, my first job was with my uncle tom
He transport gravel in his great white truck
He showed me how mean the road can be
But fun and hard work beat misery
And if you live this life you'll understeand
The hard life of the travelling man

And we work, work, work, drive, drive, drive
We drive all day and we drive all night
We shot up signs in broad daylight
We pick up girls and we pick up fights
And if we're too tired we take a break
Drink a nice cup of coffee and be on our way

Well, the bossman only pays you right
If you get the load and deliver in time
You gotta treat the big wheels with respect
'Cause life worth living with blood and sweat
Well we pack it up, the seatbelt's tight
And those 18 wheels will be burning tonight

And we work, work, work, drive, drive, drive
We drive all day and we drive all night
We shot up signs in broad daylight
We pick up girls and we pick up fights
And if we're too tired we take a break
Drink a nice cup of coffee and be on our way