Sitting up here in my cabin, feeling the sway of the load
Life weight all moving and shifting, but the big wheels are holding the road
It rained last night on this highway, the edges are soft all along
And I want to make town for sale day, and so I don't move her off of no one
Oh, I'm the worst in the world, cause I take up the tar
There's plenty of cursing from every car
They call me a road hog, a truck driving fool
They've got me branded the worst in the world
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I've spent days by the roadside, bogged to the axles in mud
Seen a semi roll over, with the cattle crushed under their dog
Now I don't mean to dirty your new car, and I don't want to smash your windscreen
But when my old road train's really flying, I need space
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Oh, I'm the worst in the world, cause I take up the tar
There's plenty of cursing from every car
They call me a road hog, a truck driving fool
They've got me branded, I know it, mate, the worst in the world
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Oh, I'm the worst in the world, cause I take up the tar
There's plenty of cursing from every car
They call me a road hog, a truck driving fool
They've got me branded, you said it, mate, the worst in the world
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