Well you hate those diesels rollin' 嗯，你讨厌那些柴油罗林

And those Friday nights out bowlin' 而那些每周五晚上出去鲍林“

When he's off for a twelve hour lay over night 当他关闭了12小时躺在过夜

   

You wish you had a dollar 你希望你有一块钱

For every time he hollered 对于每一次他叫喊

That he's leavin' 他是要走了

And he's never comin' back 而且他从来没有科曼回

   

But the curtain-laced billow 但窗帘股价浪

And his hands on your pillow 他的手放在你的枕头

And his trousers are hangin' on the chair 和他的裤子被椅子上犹豫不决，

   

You're lyin' through your pain, babe 你胡扯通过你的痛苦，宝贝

But you're gonna tell him he's your man 但是你要告诉他，他是你的男人

And you ain't got the courage to leave 而你没有得到你的勇气离开

   

He tells you that you're on his mind 他告诉你，你在他心中

You're the only one he's ever gonna find 你是唯一一个他永远会找到

It's kind-a special, understands his complicated soul... 这是一种，一种特殊的，了解他的复杂的灵魂......

   

But the only place a man can breathe 但唯一的地方一个人能呼吸

And collect his thoughts is 并收集他的想法是

Midnight and flyin' away on the road. 午夜飞翔“走在路上。

   

But you've packed and unpacked 可是你打包和解包

So many times you've lost track 所以很多时候，你已经失去了轨道

And the steam heat is drippin' off the walls 和蒸汽的热量drippin 的墙壁

   

But when you hear his engines 但是当你听到他的引擎

You're lookin' through the window in the kitchen and you know 你看着他透过窗户在厨房里，你知道

You're always gonna be there when he calls 你总是会在那里，当他称之为

   

'Cause he's a truck drivin' man 因为他是一个卡车驾乘“的人

Stoppin' when he can 阻止这一切的时候，他可以

He's a truck drivin' man 他是一名卡车驾乘“的人

Stoppin' when he can 阻止这一切的时候，他可以