Crazy story Len!!Len911 wrote:funsongs wrote:Lyrics... storytelling... seems what'd be appealing to long-haulers.
Bet most of them have some wild stories to tell of their own; mostly beginning sorta like:
"Y'aint gonna believe this, but.... there was this one time..."
I was one for 19 years. It's a rough and lonely life. If we had the same classes as they do in India, truck drivers would be in the "untouchables" class, not so much from the general public, but from the viewpoint of the "shippers" and "receivers". There are exceptions, I had a dedicated run for a year going from the caves in Independence, MO to Maine, and because I worked with the same people they get to know you and treat you great.
When I would hear that song "America" by Waylon Jennings, "...Well I come from, down around Tennesee
But the people in California
Are nice to me, Amer-ica
It don't matter where I may roam
Tell you people that it's home sweet home
America, Amer-ica "
I would get a strange feeling, because it didn't ring true at all from my driver's perspective.
Before 911, on a Sunday morning in Oklahoma City walking over to the Waffle House for breakfast, I was passing by a white BMW 8 or 9 series, it was a nice car and I complemented them on it, I'd never before seen a series higher than a 7 series. The two young Arab men asked me directions to Tinker AFB, they were going to attend a seminar that afternoon about flying jet planes, they were going to become pilots. I didn't even remember the incident until I came through some time after 911 and picked up a local newspaper in OK City and read a column that some of the terrorists had went to a nearby flight school in Norman. I don't know if they were terrorists, but the point is, I was treated better by them and had a nice half hour conversation, than by most of the people I had to deal with across the country.
So for me, lol, I don't see a future in writing songs about my experiences in that profession per se! And I dang sure don't want to hear no truckin' song,lol, songs at that time were an escape for me.
Truckers are cool, my Dad was one for many years. My only memories are of when I was 8 or so, and he used to take me on short hauls, and I loved bouncing in the seat when he hit bumps in the road.....hit that one Dad!!