She's the woman who loves and comforts
the man who has horizons in his eyes ...
She keeps a snug harbor . . . and an open
heart of welcome for the roamer home from
the highways ...
She's a truck driver’s wife.
She runs the home for the men who
drive by night so the world can live
tomorrow . . .
She's a brave smile that says goodbye ...
she’s a happy laugh that says, "Welcome home".
Her life is geared to the roar of the road ...
Her life is made up of sudden farewells
and happy hello!
She's two worried eyes peering out of
the front window waiting for the welcome sight of
familiar headlights ...
She's the dream a man carries in his heart
on midnight highways ... and over long mountains
... and across lonely prairies . . .
She's a truck driver's wife.
She cooks the meals, and tends the babies,
washes the clothes, and keeps the house . .
and waits ...
Her heart skips a beat at the squeal of
brakes...or the whine of a siren ...
She hates rainy nights, and emergency runs,
hates the sight of red rear lights disappearing
down the highway ... leaving home ...
She's two loving arms at the end of a long
journey ...
She's a truck driver's wife.
She likes: Days off . . . Summer vacations
Short hauls... the family gathered around
a Christmas tree ... and the sight of her husband
sitting safely by the fireplace . . .
She's everything wonderful in the world
waiting on the front porch . . . She's a smile at
the end of a long haul . She's love keeping
the home lights bright for a working wanderer.
She's a truck driver's wife.
She's a smiling photograph in a man's wallet
. She's a happy thought on a lonely night...
She's the warm dream a man carries in his
mind when he's long, long miles from home
She's a truck driver's wife.
She has learned to smile when she
says "Goodbye" ... she has learned
the patience of lonely evenings . . .
She has learned to live for the anticipation
of happy hellos . . .
She's a truck driver's wife.
At times, deep in her heart, she dreams of
the day when her husband can work from 9
till 5 in an office or shop like other men , . .
And, truth to tell, she envies the women who
can tell by the clock. when their men will swing
into the driveway . . .
But then, she tells herself, she wouldn't be
married to the happy, laughing confident man
who holds 10 tons of wheeled steel on the ribbons
of the nation's highways . . . And feeds the world
and drives by night so the nation can live tomorrow ...
So she waits with a patient smile ... and
she keeps her heart and home warm for the man
who has highways in.his eyes
She's a truck driver's wife.