"Rolling Down The Road" lyrics
"Rolling Down The Road"
Flowers bloom on diesel fumes in my ol' family tree
I always knew that drivin' trucks would be my destiny
My oldest livin' memory stretches way back through the years
Sittin' on my mother's knee while dad shifts through the gears
The company was second generation, built on sweat
Granddad he was six foot two and eight stone ringin' wet
A tough man, hard and honest, never lied they say
But the business started boomin' the day granddad passed away
Sydney, Brisbane, Sydney, Melbourne, Canberra, Adelaide
Got a lovely wife with a lonely life and children heaven made
Running way behind and I can feel that shifting load
But I'm taking care of business just rolling down the road
Well dad and Uncle Charlie tried their best for many years
But taking care of business takes more than shifting gears
It broke my heart to watch those men livin' with the shame
Of drivin' someone else's rig with someone else's name
Truckin' life's my legacy, though business ain't the same
Up to my years, I call her mine and she still wears my name
Gettin' closer every day with each and every run
Rememberin' Granddad's words: "Boy, I started out with one."
Looking down the long white lines reflecting back at me
Need to reach my destination, gotta stay awake to see
Wrestlin' with the memories, wrestlin' with the loads
Still takin' care of business, rolling down the road
(Hey!)
Sydney, Brisbane, Sydney, Melbourne, Canberra, Adelaide
My mind goes back down the track
It never seems to fade
And I'm still shiftin' through the gears everywhere I go
Hey I'm takin' care of business, rolling down the road
(Hey!)
Hey I'm takin' care of business, rolling down the road
Writer(s): Christopher Drew Cook, Wayne John Bromwich
- AZLyrics
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- Slim Dusty Lyrics
album:
"Columbia Lane: The Last Sessions" (2004)
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