Giddyup Go

The highways that wind and wander

over mountains and valleys and deserts and plains

I guess I've drove about all of 'em

'Cause for the past 25 years now

the cab of a truck has been my home

And it'd be kinda hard for me to settle down

and not be on the go

Why, I remember the first truck I drove

I was so proud I could hardly wait to get home to show my wife and my little boy

And my little boy was so excited like when he saw his first snow

He wasn't old enough to say too many words

He just kept hollering giddyup go, daddy, giddyup go

So that's what I named the old truck: Giddyup go

Oh, things wasn't too bad

Of course I was gone an awful lot

And then after about six years of being in and out

I got home one day and found my wife and little boy gone

And I couldn't find out what happened

Nobody seemed to know

So from that day on it's just been me and old Giddyup go

Oh, I've made a lot of friends at all the truck stops

And some of 'em would kick me about my litle sign

Of course they knew where I got the name

'Cause I told 'em about that little boy of mine

And how his first word about the truck was: Giddyup go

Well, today I was barrelin' down old 66

When up beside me pulled a brand new diesel rig

Both stacks of blowin' black coal

And as she pulled around and back in front of me

a big lump came in my throat

And my eyes watered like I had a bad old cold

A little sign on the back of the truck that read: Giddyup go

Well I pushed old Giddyup and stayed right on him

Until the next truck stop where he'd pulled up

And I waited till he went in and I offered to buy him a cup

Well, we got to talkin' shop and I said

How did you come by the name on your truck, Giddyup go

Well, he said, I got it from my pop

Dad used to drive a truck that's what mom talked about a lot

You see, I lost mom when I was just past sixteen

and I lost all track of pop

Mom said he got the name from me

Well, I shook his hand and told him I had something I wanted him to see

And I took him out to the old truck

And brushed off some of the dirt so the name would show

And his eyes got big and bright as he read Giddyup go

Oh, we had a lot of things to talk about and buddy, I felt like a king

And now we've just pulled back on old 66 and he handled that rig

better than any gearjammer that I'd ever seen

Well, now the lines on the highway have got much brighter glow

As we go roarin' down the road

and me starin' at that little sign that reads: Giddyup go

• Artist:Red Sovine
• Album:Giddyup Go (1965)