Tied to the Wheel

I know I’m a little late
Hope I didn’t make you wait
I’m so tired that i don’t care
I guess I must have made the wrong turn somewhere
Won’t you boys unload this pack?
Get it off my
No, I can’t
Someone waits for me back in
Yeah, I guess it’s my good luck
To make my living driving a truck
But it’s times like this that make me feel
That I’m tied to the wheel
Seems just a few short years ago
I was just a working Joe
Punching clock in a factory
Coming home each night to my family
But somehow I
Bought this truck
But as time went by I found
Each trip taking me away from my hometown
And sometimes it’s hard to see
Am I driving it or is it driving me?
And it’s times like this that make me feel
I’m tied to the wheel
Guess I’ll try and get some sleep
Do you know a place to eat?
I’m a stranger in your town
I don’t hardly know my way around
Still I’ve heard some people boast
How nice it is out here on the coast
I’ll be back this way again
But right now it’s hard to see
Am I driving it or is it driving me?
And it’s times like this that make me feel
I’m tied to the wheel
Yeah, I guess it’s my good luck
To make my living driving a truck
But it’s times like this that make me feel
That I’m tied to the wheel