Christmas Is Coming (The New York State Thruway)

The New York State Thruway’s a cold, lonely road
In wintertime, north of Poughkeepsie
And driving a semi through gale driven sleet
Brings a warp speed effect – makes you dizzy.

And it doesn’t help much that I’m missing you so
Makes my mind drift to when we’re together
But six exits later I come back to the road
And I wonder just how did I get here

Well, Christmas is comin’, there’s presents to buy
So our kids can keep up with the Jones’
Yeah, Christmas is coming, there’s presents to buy
So we don’t have to hear all their groans

Been driving this rig for a day and a half
Cause the money’s too good to reject it.
So I lie to the owners and live on caffeine
And I hope that my rig I don’t wreck it.

And it isn‘t real easy to tell the white lines
From the white snow that covers this roadway
And it isn’t real easy keepin’ open my eyes
But I still keep on haulin’ my loads, hey

Because Christmas is comin’, there’s presents to buy
So our kids can keep up with the Jones’
Yeah, Christmas is coming, there’s presents to buy
So we don’t have to hear all their groans

So I turn up my XM and listen real hard
‘Bout a mother who prays for deliverance.
And I swear to that God if I get where I’m goin’
I’ll sleep for a day without hindrance.

Oh yeah, Christmas is comin’, there’s presents to buy
So our kids can keep up with the Jones’
Oh yeah, Christmas is coming, there’s presents to buy
So we don’t have to hear all their groans