Lyrics

Truck Driver’s Daughter
Written by: Kitty Steadman, Mike Kuhl

Up at dawn just like her old man
She’s got somewhere to be and a coffee in hand
That radio report and a hold of the wheel
Its just her, the tires and that windshield

She’s still that crazy kid climbing the big-rigs
But now she’s hauling ass to get to the next gig
The money’s down the road, and keep an eye on the payload
‘Cause engines & souls end all paying the tolls. Yea

This is the life that she knew
These are the things her father taught her
She’s the pride of the highway
She is a Truck Driver’s Daughter

oh, yea

With a good pair of boots and Wrangler jeans
Her daddy raised a girl wild enough to dream
Only ever been scared of being ‘fraid to leave
So her guitar took her place in that shotgun seat

She’s got her foot on the gas and a manifold meal
Speakers blasting and that 2-60 feel
With her hair in the wind and her heart skipping towns
She’s tryin like hell to chase this thing down

This is the life that she knew
These are the things her father taught her
She’s the pride of the highway
She is a Truck Driver’s Daughter

A life full merges and exits
each curve, it keeps her guessing
But with every shift she’s ready



This is the life that she knew
These are the things her father taught her
She’s the pride of the highway
She is, she is…
This is the life that she knew
These are the things her father taught her
She’s the pride of the highway
She is a Truck Driver’s Daughter

oh yeah