Rolling Down The Road - Slim Dusty

Flowers bloom on diesel fumes in my ol' family tree

I always knew that drivin' trucks would be my destiny

My oldest livin' memory stretches way back through the years

Sittin' on my mother’s knee while dad shifts through the gears

The company was second generation, built on sweat

Granddad he was six foot two and eight stone ringin' wet

A tough man, hard and honest, never lied they say

But the business started boomin' the day granddad passed away

Sydney, Brisbane, Sydney, Melbourne, Canberra, Adelaide

Got a lovely wife with a lonely life and children heaven made

Running way behind and I can feel that shifting load

But I’m taking care of business just rolling down the road

Well dad and Uncle Charlie tried their best for many years

But taking care of business takes more than shifting gears

It broke my heart to watch those men livin' the shame

Of drivin' someone else’s rig with someone else’s name

Truckin' life’s my legacy

Though business ain’t the same

, I call her mine and she still wears my name

Gettin' closer every day with each and every run

Rememberin' Granddad’s words: «Boy, I started out with one.»

Looking down the long white lines reflecting back at me

Need to reach my destination, gotta stay awake to see

Wrestlin' with the memories, wrestlin' with the loads

Still takin' care of business, rolling down the road

(Hey!)

Sydney, Brisbane, Sydney, Melbourne, Canberra, Adelaide

My mind goes back down the track

It never seems to fade

And I’m still shiftin' through the gears everywhere I go

Hey I’m takin' care of business, rolling down the road

(Hey!)

Hey I’m takin' care of business, rolling down the road