My Papa Was A Truck Drivin' Man
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MY PAPA WAS A TRUCK DRIVIN' MAN ©Pat Flanakin
Music & Lyrics by Pat Flanakin
patflanakin@hotmail.com
VERSE My papa was a truck drivin' man
Haulin' freight and produce 'cross this land
He held the wheel with strong steady hands
My papa was a truck drivin' man
CHORUS I can hear that big freightliner
Howlin' through the night
At eighty miles an hour
Without a cop in sight
He can't wait to get back home again
My papa was a truck drivin' man
VERSE My mama was a truck driver's wife
She never once complained about her life
Though at times I knew she missed my papa bad
My papa was a truck drivin' man
BREAK (Verse)
CHORUS 2 I can see that big freightliner
'Rollin down the road
Never runnin' empty
Always got a load
He can't wait to get back home again
My papa was a truck drivin' man
VERSE Now I am a truck driver's son
I always feel the need to up and run
Though I can't seem to make her understand
My papa was a truck drivin' man
TAG No I can't seem to make her understand
My papa was a truck drivin' man
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Lyrics Credits: Pat Flanakin
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Music Credits: Pat Flanakin
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Producer Credits: Pat Flanakin
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Publisher Credits: Pat Flanakin/BMI
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Performance Credits: Pat Flanakin
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Short Song Description: Traditional truck drivin' song
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Story Behind the Song: True story - my papa was a truck drivin' man!
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Song Length: 2:07
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Primary Genre: Country-Traditional
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Secondary Genre: -
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Tempo: Medium Fast (131 - 150)
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Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
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Subject Matter 1: Father
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Mood 1: Endearing
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Language: English
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Era: 1970 - 1979
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