Western Star Songtext
von Tim Hus

I′m pullin' out on the long haul
Rollin′ my rig outta Cornwall
Blowin' my smoke in the mornin' sun
I′m loadin′ and rollin' on the 401
Oshawa, Kingston, Hogtown, London
I took her through TO, ain′t that somethin'?
Kitchener, Chatham, Windsor, Detroit
I′m a owner-operator, I'm self-employed

I′m a two-way teamster, transport truckin'
Diesel demon, double clutchin'
Makin′ my way along every highway
Wherever you are
I′m a wide-line wrangler, wheelin' my wide load
In my Western Star


They say that a cat has nine lives
Well, I might be part feline
Coulda had a tombstone a lot of times
But I always came through alright
I recall a rollover wreck
On an icy road up in Quebec
I guess the saints in La Belle Province
M′ont donné une autre chance

I'm a two-way teamster, transport truckin′
Diesel demon, double clutchin'
Makin′ my way along every highway
Wherever you are
I'm a wide-line wrangler, wheelin' my wide load
In my Western Star

Someday when I reach the end of my line
I′ll take a break and I′ll say goodbye
Leave my liner and I'll head for the lake
My rod and my reel is the rig I′ll take
Hit 'em with Skookas, I′ll be easy to find
I'll be pullin′ out the pickerel two at a time

But I tell ya, if truckin' is a fever, I caught it
Whatever you got, well, a big truck brought it
By a guy on the fly rollin' high the way I do
I′m a tractor-twister behind a windshield
Pull out my pistons, ready for rebuild
Tryin′ to get back to the last time I just came through


I'm a two-way teamster, transport truckin′
Diesel demon, double clutchin'
Makin′ my way along every highway
Wherever you are
Anywhere from coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle, I'll be most
I′m a wide-line wrangler, wheelin' my wide load
In my Western Star