(Verse 1) Rolling down the highway, big rig on display, 18 wheels spinning, in the night or the day. Diesel engine roaring, like a beast untamed, Hauling heavy loads, ain't nothing changed. CB buzzing, chatter on the airwaves, Truckers on the grind, like modern-day slaves. White lines passing, under the moonlit sky, Highway symphony, as the big rigs fly. (Chorus) I'm a highway king, on this asphalt throne, Crossing state lines, where the wild winds are blown. From city lights to the desert sand, I'm a trucking man, with a rig that's grand. (Verse 2) Sunset to sunrise, through rain and shine, Gotta make that deadline, on this long-haul line. Payload in the trailer, precious cargo in tow, Every mile I conquer, another story to show. Rest stops and diners, my temporary home, Fueling up my rig, in the twilight zone. Grit in my veins, like the dust on my chrome, In this trucking life, I've found my own. (Chorus) I'm a highway king, on this asphalt throne, Crossing state lines, where the wild winds are blown. From city lights to the desert sand, I'm a trucking man, with a rig that's grand. (Bridge) Breaker, breaker, this is the road calling, Through the mountains high, and the valleys falling. A convoy of giants, rolling side by side, In this trucking brotherhood, we take our pride. (Verse 3) Smell of diesel fuel, in the morning breeze, Riding on the tailwind, wherever it may please. High-beams cutting through the midnight mist, In the world of trucking, we persist. (Chorus) I'm a highway king, on this asphalt throne, Crossing state lines, where the wild winds are blown. From city lights to the desert sand, I'm a trucking man, with a rig that's grand. (Outro) So here's to the road, and the tales it weaves, In the heart of the highway, where the trucker believes. I'll keep on rolling, till the end of my days, In this trucking rhythm, where the journey stays.