Truckin Poem by George Savige

Hop in the truck,
We're off on a run,
Driving all night,
'Till we see the sun.

Switch on the set,
As you've done before.
Get into gear,
Move it, ten four.

Listen for trouble,
And dodge it tonight.
Hear of a bubble,
Then veer to the right.

See a truck coming,
And give him a shout.
You're asking of him
If troubles about.

'Hey there south bound,
Rolling down Caulder,
How's it looking
Over your shoulder? '

Then with a smile,
You hear what he'll say,
'Hey good buddy,
It's green all the way.'

'Thank you south bound,
Have a good trip.
Catch you again,
Back on the flip.'

'You're welcome my friend,
Keep truckin on.
I'm loosin yer mate,
See ya were gone.'