Yeah, I've got this Big Mac rollin' now
I've got this Big Mac rollin'
She's screamin' down the line
I see the guidepost clickin' by
My truckie pushin' time
There's black tire down beneath me
And a blue sky overhead
And while there's one more load to move
I'm pushin' till I'm dead
We're rollin' and we're pushin'
From the gulf down to the bight
From Perth across to Sydney
The trucks roll day and night
Oh, the logbook may be out of date
But hell, that ain't a crime
We dodge the weights and measure boys
And we're always pushin' time
Pushin' time
Pushin' time
Pushin' time
I may have general cargo
Or a load of prime gulf beef
A swag of kegs of southern beer
To bring some town relief
I'll haul in tons of mining gear
To open some new mine
But no matter what I carry
You can bet I'm pushin' time
We're rollin' and we're pushin'
From the gulf down to the bight
From Perth across to Sydney
The trucks roll day and night
Oh, the logbook may be out of date
But hell, that ain't a crime
We dodge the weights and measure boys
And we're always pushin' time
Pushin' time
Pushin' time
If you see this big rig comin'
You can bet she's trackin' wide
You'd better move
It over and give us room to ride
I've logged a million miles or two
And maybe passed my prime
But I'm still a wizard at the wheel
When I'm pushin' time
We're rollin' and we're pushin'
From the gulf down to the bight
From Perth across to Sydney
The trucks roll day and night
Oh, the logbook may be out of date
But hell, that ain't a crime
We dodge the weights and measure boys
And we're always pushin' time
Pushin' time
Oh, pushin' time
Pushin' time
Dodge the weights and measure boys
Yeah, dodge those scaly men
Pushin' time
Pushin' time