I see everybody trying to break free 
Boy, girl, man or woman it's all the same to me 
I take the money, smile and say thank you 
See their freedom fade away from the place they're going to 
All the single souls 
A thousand stories to be told 
They cut loose, out here, standing all alone 
Something tells me they ain't rushing 
Ain't rushing 
To get home 
Down at the truckstop 
Step out your truck or car 
Nobody knows who you really are 
Truck stop 
Did you lose or did you win 
Nobody knows, you can be anything 
Down at the truck stop ... 
The only piece of life that you feel free 
You can pretend you are 
What you always wanted to be 
Gas tank full and a dream still gets to you 
Oh the great big you 
That no one ever knew 
Truck stop, you're not what you left behind 
Truck stop, you're free from the ties that bind 
Truck stop, one thousand stories to be told 
Truck stop 
Down at the truck stop 
Step out your truck or car 
Nobody knows who you really are 
Truck stop 
Did you lose or did you win 
Nobody knows, you can be anything 
Down at the truck stop ...