Truck Driver's Sweetheart Lyrics - Kitty Wells

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 

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 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