Guy Campo - A Duie Pyle

I drive a rig for A. Duie Pyle
Seen every American road driven every US mile
East Coast West Coast North or South
I'm always looking for the shortest route
I drive a rig for A. Duie Pyle

Shifting gears thru the night and all day long
Singing along to my favorite Elvis song
Hey good buddy listen to my rig roll on
Got to see my baby it's been so long
I miss my baby, baby please hold on

Roll roll thru the night
Traffic jammed up jelly tight
Hit the depot unload my load
Turn around and put the hammer down
I'm going Home! I'm heading HOME!

Under the moon down in the valley of snow
You can hear the sound of my jake brakes echo below
Miles of interstate or bends in the road
They all lead me back to my baby's home
Under the moon down in the valley of snow

So I drive a rig for A. Duie Pyle
Seen every American road driven every US mile
East Coast West Coast North or South
I'm always looking for the shortest route
I drive a rig for A. Duie Pyle

Written by:
Guy Campo

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