Now for years I've pushed the semis through the fire and dust and mud.
Now I've gotta keep'm rollin mate for truckin's in my blood.
Now it fairly tears me wide apart to hear your fellas cry
When you have to leave the bitumen or your petrols running dry.
And maybe walk a mile or two to find a can of juice
Or your chrome works gettin tarnished or your hub caps comin loose.
I had a motor clapped at Cowan, and then got trapped at Bowen
By the scalies at the road side with a 10 ton overload.
I blew a tire at Scoresby, sank in the mire at Moresby
When the big wet came in early and washed away the road.
Then I rolled a mack at Lara, then I got the sack at Tara
But trying to cross the moonie she was 10ft deep in flood
I did a diff at Rockdale, got frozen stiff at Stockdale
But I gotta keep'm rollin mate for truckin's in my blood.
Now for years I've pushed the semis through the fire and dust and mud
Now I've gotta keep'm rollin mate 'cause truckin's in my blood.
Now when you're worries get'ya down and ya petrols going up,
And your latest buggy makes you feel like that you've been sold a pup,
Give a thought to the poor old truckie with horizons for a home,
His pulse the throb of his motor's beat, his creed the call to roam.
Now I lost my load at Jundah and I left the road at Nundah,
I swevered to miss a hippy who was trying to thumb a ride,
I ran off the range a Nebo was feeling strange at Beebo,
From taking yippee beans that kept my eyelids open wide.
I had a brakeline bust at Coomera, nearly died of thirst at Woomera,
Sittin by the roadside with a busted axle stud.
I had a windscreen smashed at Cowra, nearly rolled the truck at Nowra,
But I gotta keep'm rollin mate for truckin's in my blood.
I've been hitched and ditched and tossed and lost,
Flogged and bogged and thumped and bumped,
Bitten, hitten, shorn and worn and stopped and cogged,
But I'm sure as you're born mate'o truckin's in my blood, yeah,
Truckin's in my blood,
Truckin's in my blood,
Truckin's in my blood, Oh that's right, truckin's in my blood!