Before you condemn the trucks you see,
Think of where you would be.
The clothes you wear,the food you eat, the car you drive and
your toilet seat, all came by truck to your neighborhood store.
Without these trucks, there’s less, not more.
There’s nothing to smoke, no beer to drink,
No fancy gown, nor the kitchen sink!
The truck you see rolling down the road
Might just have what you want, in the load.
It could be lumber for your brand new home,
A part for your car, maybe shiny chrome.
It might be your Church’s new walnut pews
Or it could be the paper for your evening news.
When you see a truck with eighteen wheels,
Think about what the driver feels.
Drivers work hard to make a living,
With very little taking and a lot of giving.
There are rules to follow and logs to chart,
Most folks wouldn’t know, where to start.
You drive three lanes, a driver takes two,
He pays fifty times more road taxes than you.
A driver may log a quarter million miles
To ensure your comfort, maybe even your smiles.
Remember the driver is alone all day
No wife, no family, to lighten the way.
Of course some drivers have a “rotten” name,
But in your profession, you’ll find the same.
Spread the word! Make it far and wide.
Truck drivers carry tremendous pride!
Flash your lights to a driver today,
Wear yourself a smile as you drive away
