There's a bump in the road
Where the trucks roll by
Racing beneath the midnight sky,
The hum of their wheels my lullaby.
A drink would be nice
But the bar's gone dry.

Where do they come from did you ask?
Why sir, from the mainland
To Port Aux Basque
Then up through the Codroy Valley free
With lots to scoff and drik for we.
Tools to build with, clothes to wear
Brand new axes for the rough and tear.

When those truck tires hum
I think of you.
Hurry up and quit the mainland, do.
The Long Range Mountains, stretching far
Rang to the tune of your guitar
But it's not the same when there's no you,
So shake a leg and quit the mainland, do.   Submitted By: NULL