Freight Man
I'm the daughter of a freight man
Who drives them big old road trains all over Queensland
And back again
He'd take me out there
And we'd drive from Townsville, to the middle of nowhere
And I'd keep the bull dust from the tyres in Tupperware
He taught me to dream
And how to be on time
There was always someone else in a tougher place than mine
How to stick it out
And take a lot of pride
And to never say goodbye when you've got catch ya on the flip side
Yeah he raised us in a way that only a trucker can
I'm the daughter of a freight man
I'm the daughter of a freight man
Who knows the roads like a map on the back of his own hand
Red dirt and bitumen
He'd get on the two way
When he was close to home, send the kids out to the driveway
We could hear him blast that horn from at least a mile away
He taught me to dream
And how to be on time
There was always someone else in a tougher place than mine
How to stick it out
And take a lot of pride
And to never say goodbye when you've got catch ya on the flip side
Yeah he raised us in a way that only a trucker can
I'm the daughter of a freight man
I can change a flat
And I can haul a load
You'll never find me stranded on some dusty old back road
There ain't a place in life that I'm afraid to go
I'm the daughter of a freight man
Proud daughter of a freight man
Who drives them big old road trains all over Queensland
And back again
He'd take me out there
And we'd drive from Townsville, to the middle of nowhere
And I'd keep the bull dust from the tyres in Tupperware
He taught me to dream
And how to be on time
There was always someone else in a tougher place than mine
How to stick it out
And take a lot of pride
And to never say goodbye when you've got catch ya on the flip side
Yeah he raised us in a way that only a trucker can
I'm the daughter of a freight man
I'm the daughter of a freight man
Who knows the roads like a map on the back of his own hand
Red dirt and bitumen
He'd get on the two way
When he was close to home, send the kids out to the driveway
We could hear him blast that horn from at least a mile away
He taught me to dream
And how to be on time
There was always someone else in a tougher place than mine
How to stick it out
And take a lot of pride
And to never say goodbye when you've got catch ya on the flip side
Yeah he raised us in a way that only a trucker can
I'm the daughter of a freight man
I can change a flat
And I can haul a load
You'll never find me stranded on some dusty old back road
There ain't a place in life that I'm afraid to go
I'm the daughter of a freight man
Proud daughter of a freight man
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Writer(s): Travis William Collins, Brooke Roberts
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