D D/F#m G
My dad was a truck driver back,
D D/F#m G
That fearless, old-school kind man.
Em C
Long beard, machete on the truck bed,
G A
A gallon of water and an old steel cup.
D D/F#m G
Before sunrise he’d always leave home
D D/F#m G
That engine oil smell stuck with him
Em C
A toothpick hangin’ from his mouth
G A7
Fanny pack of cash, just in case
Bm G D
That legendary old truck`s gone
Bm G A
But all my memories stay strong
G D
In the diesel smoke and the break of day
Bm G A D
I can still, feel him rollin’ home
D D/F#m G
My old man drove trucks for a living
D D/F#m G
Spent his life just tryin’ to get by
Em C
I can still taste that roadside steak
G A7
And feel that clash on downtown streets
Bm G D
That legendary old truck`s gone
Bm G A
But all my memories stay strong
G D
In the diesel smoke and the break of day
Bm G A D
I can still, feel him rollin’ home
D D/F#m G
I still hear the hiss of the truck`s air brakes
Em A D
Each time he comes back home
