The effects of a jobless town.
The day is dark and gloomy
and it mirrors what’s in my heart
For I’ve got to leave my wife
and family I’ve got to do my part
There aren’t any jobs in our area
It’s gone from bad to worst
When G.M. packed up and moved
Away it left this city cursed
So I’m going to where the jobs
Are back out on the open road
I’ll make my living by driving
Truck and pulling America’s loads
I’ve been driving truck for over 20
Years it’s nothing new to me
But if given a choice you’d
Find me right here with my family
Because it’s where I need to be…
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