Champion at Keepin' Them Rolling

I am an oldtimer, I travel the road
I sit in me wagon and lumber me load
Me hotel is the jungle, a caf's me abode
And I'm well known to Blondy and Mary

Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea
And the old highway code was me first ABC
And I cut me eyeteeth on an old AEC
And I'm champion at keepin' them rollin'

I've sat in the cabin and broiled in the sun
Been snowed up on Shap on the Manchester run
I've crawled through the fog with me 22 tons
Of fish that was stinkin' like blazes

From London to Glasgow to the Newcastle quay
From Liverpool, Preston and Bristol City
The polones on the road give the thumbs sign to me
But I'm champion at keepin' them rollin'

You may sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold
But there's many and many a 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 bend
Check all your gauges and watch your big end
And zig with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keepin' them rollin'

© Stormking Music. Performed by The Dubliners. Written by Ewan MacColl.