Album Notes

An Old Trucker stops his rig to take a short rest-break. He starts thinking back to the days when he and his other Trucker friends once crossed these mountains together. However these days, most of his friends are dead and gone. He starts fantasizing and imagining he sees several of his old friends, trucking through the sky. He even thinks he hears some of their voices on his CB radio. He then puts forth his philosophy, “Truckers, keep trucking on the right road, the narrow and the straight, young truckers, heed my warning, before it is too late. A man can have one master, make sure it is The Lord, or you will find your name in burning flame on the Devil’s Driver’s Board. In the Convoy, The Devil’s Convoy.