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