Well, when I was just a little bitty kid I remember one time Mommy said 'Daddy sends you all his love from 'Frisco Bay'
Well I didn't understand till I was grown Why my Daddy didn't spend a little time at home Instead of running round the country that way
Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield Seeing everything in a little bit different light I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight
Well, long strips of rubber that you see Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me And they'll rot along the highways in this land
I'm gonna write my name in this diesel smoke And let the ones that come along behind me choke And try to keep this pace I'm setting anytime that they can
Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield Watching it fly by me on the right I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight
Well, I push this rig through the sleet and rain And I've driven through the rough terrain Of the rockies to the docks of old L.A.
On down that old Pacific shore I swing north and head for Baltimore Or some place 'bout 2000 miles away
Woh, I'm looking at the world through a windshield Watching it fly by me on the right I got a sweet little thing that I'm dying to see in Nashville And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight