Kitty Wells - Truck Driver's Sweetheart Lyrics

Here at the truck stop earning my pay waiting on truck drivers both night and day
I can't complain they treat me fine
Meet them by the thousands the pleasure's all mine
Truck driver's sweetheart I'm proud of the name
Being their friend that's my claim to fame
Cheering them up when their spirit is low quarter for the jukebox coffee for the road
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Truck drivers everywhere some send out to me
Like Dick from Chicago Al from Tennessee
Garry from Charlotte from Cleveland handsome Ted
Jack's home is Kansas City and there's Fresno Red
Truck driver's sweetheart...
Quarter for the jukebox and coffee for the road