A Tombstone Every Mile

A Tombstone Every Mile - Dick Curless

Lyrics by：Dick Curless

Composed by：Dan Fulkerson

All you big and burly men who roll the trucks along

Better listen you'll be thankful when you hear my song

You have really got it made if you're haulin' goods

Any place on earth but those Hangsville Woods

It's a stretch of road up north in Maine

That's never ever ever seen a smile

If they'd buried all the truckers lost in them woods

There'd be a tombstone every mile

Count 'em off

There'd be a tombstone every mile

When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down

You've gotta drive the woods to get to Boston town

When it's winter up in Maine better check it over twice

That Hangsville road is just a ribbon of ice

It's a stretch of road up north in Maine

That's never ever ever seen a smile

If they buried all the truckers lost in them woods

There'd be a tombstone every mile

Count 'em off

There'd be a tombstone every mile

When you're talking to a trucker that's been haulin' goods

Down that stretch of road in Maine they call the Hangsville Woods

He'll tell you that dying and going down below

Won't be half as bad as driving

On that road of ice and snow

It's a stretch of road up north in Maine

That's never ever ever seen a smile

If they buried all the truckers lost in them woods

There'd be a tombstone every mile

Count 'em off

There'd be a tombstone every mile