Well when I was just a little bitty kid
I remember one time mama said
Daddy sends you all his love from Frisco Bay
I didn't understand til I was grown
Why my daddy didn't spend a little time at home
Instead of runnin' around the country that a way

Whoah I'm lookin' at the world through a windshield
And I see everything in a little bit different light
I got a sweet little thing I'm a wantin' to see in Nashville
And I'm down around Dallas and I roll on south tonight

Long strips of rubber that you see
Were burnt off of this rig by the likes of me
And they'll rot along the highways in this land
I'm gonna sign my name in this diesel smoke
And let the ones that come along behind me choke
And try to beat this pace I'm a settin' the time they can

Whoah I'm a lookin' at the world through a windshield...

Well I've pushed this rig throught sleet and rain
And I've driven throught the rough terrain
Of the Rockys to the docks of old LA
On down that old Pacific shore
I swing north and run for Baltimore
Or somewhere bout two thousand miles away

Whoah I'm lookin through the world through a windshield...
And I'm down around Dallas and roll on south tonight