Looking At the World Through a Windshield

Well, when I was just a little bitty kid, I remembered one time mama said

Daddy sends you all his love from Frisco Bay

I didn't understand 'til I was grown

Why my Daddy didn't spend a little time at home

Instead of runnin' around the country that way

Whoa, I'm looking at the world through a windshield

And I see everything in a little bit different light

I got a sweet little thing I'm wantin' to see in Atlanta

I'm down around Dallas a-rollin' on south tonight

Long strips of rubber that you see

Were burned off of this rig by the likes of me

They'll ride along the highways in this land

I'm gonna sign my name in this diesel smoke

And let the ones that come behind me choke

And beat this pace I'm a-settin' anytime they can

Whoa, I'm looking at the world through a windshield

Watchin' it fly by me on the right

I got a sweet little thing I'm wantin' to see in Memphis tonight

I'm down around Dallas a-rollin' on south tonight

Well, I've pushed this rig through sleet and rain

And I've driven through the rough terrain

Of the Rockies to the docks of old L.A.

On down that old Pacific shore, swing north and headin' for Baltimore

Somewhere about two thousand miles away

Whoa, I'm looking at the world through a windshield

Watchin' it fly by me on the right

I got a sweet little thing I'm wantin' to see in Nashville

I'm down around Dallas a-rollin' on fast tonight, yeah

I'm down around Dallas a-rollin' on south tonight