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

My liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea
And the old highway code was my first A B C
And I cut my eyeteeth on an old A E C
And I'm champion at keeping 'em rolling

I've sat in my cabin and broiled in the sun
Been snowed up on Shap on the Manchester run
I've crawled through the fog with my 22 tons
Of fish that was stinking 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
For I'm champion at keeping 'em rolling

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 the cops and slow down at the bends
Check all your gauges and watch your big ends
And zig with your lights when you pass an old friend
You'll be champion at keeping 'em rolling