(Daniel Kortchmar)I've witnessed those one night standsMust have played in a thousand bandsBut I'm just here tonight , tomorrow I'll be goneSeen folks show their blacker sidesSeen them die just for foolish prideAnd those drivers always ask t o hear that same old songThat's a big ten-fourFrom your back doorJust put that hammer downThis young man feelsThose eight een wheelsThat keep turning 'round to take me down to Shaky TownI've heard all those hard luck talesFrom all of you U.S. ma lesI've heard you tell those lies about the love you've knowAnd I've followed those highway signsAnd I've run down those thi n white linesLike those drivers this old road is all I call my ownThat's a big ten-fourFrom your back doorJust put that ha mmer downThis young man feelsThose eighteen wheelsThat keep turning 'round to take me down to Shaky Town