Steel Wheel Anthem
(hell yeah)
Clocked in at five with the grease on my hands
Making my living on red dirt lands
My old man taught me how to stand my ground In a
rusted out rig driving straight through town We work hard,
we play hard, we make our own way
Got the mud on the tires,
smoke in the air We're the backbone working,
we don't care Driving big old trucks,
keeping our heads held high
Under that wide-open southern sky (whoo-eee)
Dusty boots and a thermal cup
Never back down, we just double up
Got the engine roaring,
diesel in the tank We don't bow down to the corporate bank
Just a simple life with a hard-earned pay (yep)
Got the mud on the tires,
smoke in the air We're the backbone working,
we don't care Driving big old trucks,
keeping our heads held high
Under that wide-open southern sky
(yeah, yeah) We sweat,
we build, we raise 'em up high
Every single day until the day we die
From the factories to the gravel roads We carry the weight of
these heavy loads
Yeah, country strong
Keep rolling on
(hell yeah)