Well when I was just a little bitty kid
I remember one time mamma said
Daddy sends you all of his love from Frisco Bay
I didn’t understand until I was grown
Why daddy didn’t spend a little time at home
Instead of a-running round the country that a-way
Whoa I’m looking at the world through a windshield
And I see everything in a little bit different light
I got a sweet little thing I’m a-wanting to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight
Long strips of rubber that you see
Were burned off of this rig by the likes of me
And they’ll rot along the highways in this land
I’m gonna sign my name in this diesel smoke
And let the one that come along behind me choke
And try to beat this pace I’m a-setting any time they can
Whoa I’m looking at the world through a windshield
Watching it fly by me on the right
I got a sweet little thing I’m a-wanting to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight
Well I’ve pushed this rig through sleet and rain
And I’ve driven through the rough terrain
Of the Rockies to the docks of old LA
On down that old Pacific shore
I swing north and run for Baltimore
Or somewhere bout two thousand miles away
Whoa I’m looking at the world through a windshield
Watching it fly by me on the right
I got a sweet little thing I’m a-wanting to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight
And I’m down around Dallas and rolling on south tonight

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