About the song
Let’s embark on a nostalgic journey through the annals of country music with the iconic track “Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler)” by the renowned band Alabama. As you settle in and let the heartfelt melodies sweep you away, let me weave a tale of this timeless classic.
Released in 1984 as part of their album “Roll On,” this poignant song was penned by talented songwriters Dave Loggins and Don Schlitz. With its roots deeply entrenched in the traditions of country storytelling, “Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler)” quickly captured the hearts of listeners far and wide.
Alabama, a band originating from Fort Payne, Alabama, has long been celebrated for their contributions to the country music genre. Comprised of Randy Owen, Teddy Gentry, Jeff Cook, and Mark Herndon, Alabama’s musical prowess has earned them a myriad of accolades throughout their illustrious career.
“Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler)” raced up the country music charts, ascending to the uppermost ranks and solidifying its status as a chart-topping hit. Its evocative lyrics and stirring melodies struck a chord with audiences, resonating with anyone who has experienced the trials and triumphs of life on the open road.
As you listen to Alabama’s soulful harmonies and lose yourself in the heartfelt lyrics of “Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler),” allow yourself to be transported to a bygone era where the hum of a truck engine and the twang of a guitar were the soundtrack to countless American journeys. So sit back, relax, and let Alabama take you on a ride through the heartland of country music with “Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler).”
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Lyrics
You got it
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on, Daddy, “til you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on, Mama, like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on
Well, it’s Monday morning
He’s kissin’ Mama goodbye
He’s up and gone with the sun
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And he’s off on a Midwest run (you got it)
And three sad faces gather ’round Mama
They ask her when Daddy’s comin’ home
Daddy drives an eighteen-wheeler
And they sure miss him when he’s gone (yeah, they do)
Ah, but he calls them every night
And he tells them that he loves them
He taught ’em this song to sing
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on, Daddy, ’til you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on, Mama, like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)
Well, it’s Wednesday evening
Mama’s waitin’ by the phone
It rings, but it’s not his voice
Seems the highway patrol has found a jackknifed rig
In a snow bank in Illinois (that’s right)
But the driver was missin’
And the search had been abandoned
For the weather had everything stalled
And they had checked all the houses and the local motels
When they had some more news they’d call (that’s right)
And she told them when they found him to tell him
That she loved him
And she hung up the phone singin’
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on, Daddy, ’til you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on, Mama, like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on
Mama and the children will be waiting up all night long
Thinkin’ nothing but the words just comin’
With the ringin’ of the telephone
Oh, but the Man Upstairs was listening
When Mama asked Him to bring Daddy home
And when the call came in
It was Daddy on the other end
Askin’ her if she had been singin’ the song, singin’
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on, Daddy, ’til you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on, Mama, like I asked you to do
And roll on eighteen-wheeler
Roll on highway, roll on along
Roll on, Daddy, ’til you get back home
Roll on family, roll on crew
Roll on, Mama, like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Eighteen-wheeler
Roll on
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