Champion

I am an old-timer, I travel the road
I sit in me wagon and lumber me load
Me hotel is the jungle, the camp, me abode
And I'm well known to Blondie and Mary

Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea
And the old highway code was me first ABC
And I cut me high teeth on an old AEC
And I'm champion at keeping 'em rolling

I've sat in the cabin and boiled in the sun
Been snowed up on Shap on the Manchester run
I've crawled through the fog with me twenty-two ton
With fish that was stinking like blazes

From London to Glasgow to the Newcastle quay
From Liverpool, Preston, to Bristol City
The polons on the road give the thumb sign to me
And I'm champion at keeping 'em rolling

You may sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold
But there's many and many, an hero untold
Who sits at the wheel in the heat and the cold
Day after day without sleeping

So watch out for cops and slow down at the bends
Check all your gauges and watch your big end
And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keeping 'em rolling