Those are the lights of Wyalong, mate, and it's early in the night
But we'll make Tocumwal by two o'clock, we'll be on time alright
They checked our books at Narrabri while you slept in the bunk
And the road-tax men at Forbes, mate, seemed like they were drunk
They blinded me with headlights, we almost left the road
The scales were back near Dubbo, but they didn't check our load
They're weighin' too near Kilmore, but our big rig's lookin' light
If that bloke's asleep at Seymour, we'll be on time alright
Oh, yeah
We'll change down near Narrandera, and you can take the wheel
Oh it's rainin' up ahead, mate; oh those blankets I can feel
I checked our wheels and tires and the chains are nice and tight
Our wagon's goin' well, mate, oh we're makin' time tonight
And daylight's not far off now, the centerline shines bright
And we'll eat down at Numurkah, we'll be on time alright
And our women will be waitin', like all truck women wait
Here's the truck stop at Narrandera; come on, you can take her, mate
Oh, yes
We'll change down near Narrandera, and you can take the wheel
Oh it's rainin' up ahead, mate; oh those blankets I can feel
And our women will be waitin', like all truck women wait
Here's the truck stop at Narrandera; come on, you can take her, mate
(Yawn) Come on, mate
Time for you to move over, I think, and give me a bit of a go
I'm after some shut-eye, eh what?
