I Could Drive A Truck
by @klyma
Liner Notes
#acousticonetake #bluesrock #trucksong
I could drive all day long on Mercy Street
Lyrics
When I was a boy At my mother's knees She looked down with her big brown eyes And she smiled at me And she asked her only son what he wanted to be When he grew up I remember, I shrugged -- said I could drive a truck
I could drive a truck I could drive a truck Office job, now that's bad luck But I could drive a truck
I could drive a truck I know I could If it came to it I would I would shift those gears And all the other stuff If it came down to it I could drive a truck
I could drive a truck I could drive a truck If it came down to it I could drive a truck
I could drive a truck But here's the thing I'd rather be up on a stage Singing When it dawned on me I couldn't believe my luck To get from town (gig) to town (gig) I could drive a truck
I could drive a truck I could drive a truck Office work, now that's just bad luck But I could drive a truck
I could drive a truck I could drive a truck If it came down to it I could drive a truck
© 2026 Gregory F Klima (Klyma the Charts ASCAP)
Comments
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This drives along in fine fashion, Greg. Good bluesy feel with lyrics to match. Love how the musical aspect gets ties to the childhood truck-driving ambition.
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Thank you, Paul. Everything about this song was a surprise to me and I enjoyed the journey... in a truck, of course.
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"Office job/That's bad luck/But I could drive a truck." Love this so much and love how that sneaky verb "could" plays with your "ability" to drive a truck as well as the "possibility" of driving a truck as a grown-up musician. Plus it is on-brand Klyma-katchy. Fun fun fun.