Voodoo Trucker

He drives amongst the truckers like a marble stone

Your CB crackles and you hear a moan

Fellow driver can you see the road?

He makes you a zombie and steals your soul

Carnies and hobos, they call out his name, Voodoo Trucker!

Carnies and hobos, they call out his name, Voodoo Trucker!

Those lights from the semi start bright

From the Devil's genie, there's no place to hide

But coyotes wail from the dark so bare

I saw him scowl at me from a truck stop in cold air

Carnies and hobos, they call out his name, Voodoo Trucker!

Even the wicked call out his name, Voodoo Trucker!

He might be in Hollywood, conjuring up a demon with some star

But prefers travelers in there broken down cars

They say his rig is a midnight black

Decorated with bones and a red smokestack

Carnies and hobos, they call out his name, Voodoo Trucker!

Carnies and hobos, they call out your name, Voodoo Trucker!