Down the road, carryin' my load Traveling both day and night The sound of the wheels, Passing automobiles Billboards and neon lights New York to L. A. almost everyday Along this country I roam The cabin sways as the radio plays And I always feel right at home This is more than a truck to me There's no other place I'd rather be Some people might think it's just Metal and chrome But to me it's a home sweet home To me it's a home sweet home