1. Refrain
Drive, drive my blues away, think of the love I have lost.
Somewhere she's gaying, the juke box is playing
the lonesome truck drivers waltz.
1. Strophe
I had a few hours to wait,
while they loaded my trailer with crates.
So I borrowed my buddies old car
and drove down to the dance hall and bar,
although I just went there to watch,
when I saw her, my heart almost stopped,
it was my girl, in some stranger's arms,
while the truck drivers waltz rambled on.
2. Refrain
Drive, drive my blues away, and think of the love I have lost.
Somewhere she's gaying, the juke box is playing
the lonesome truck drivers waltz.
That lonesome truck drivers waltz.
David Price - Truck Driver Waltz Lyrics
David Price - Truck Driver Waltz Lyrics
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1. Refrain
Drive, drive my blues away, think of the love I have lost.
Somewhere she's gaying, the juke box is playing
the lonesome truck drivers waltz.
1. Strophe
I had a few hours to wait,
while they loaded my trailer with crates.
So I borrowed my buddies old car
and drove down to the dance hall and bar,
although I just went there to watch,
when I saw her, my heart almost stopped,
it was my girl, in some stranger's arms,
while the truck drivers waltz rambled on.
2. Refrain
Drive, drive my blues away, and think of the love I have lost.
Somewhere she's gaying, the juke box is playing
the lonesome truck drivers waltz.
That lonesome truck drivers waltz.
Drive, drive my blues away, think of the love I have lost.
Somewhere she's gaying, the juke box is playing
the lonesome truck drivers waltz.
1. Strophe
I had a few hours to wait,
while they loaded my trailer with crates.
So I borrowed my buddies old car
and drove down to the dance hall and bar,
although I just went there to watch,
when I saw her, my heart almost stopped,
it was my girl, in some stranger's arms,
while the truck drivers waltz rambled on.
2. Refrain
Drive, drive my blues away, and think of the love I have lost.
Somewhere she's gaying, the juke box is playing
the lonesome truck drivers waltz.
That lonesome truck drivers waltz.