Loaded up with cattle from off the VR downs Pulled out of the stockyard and turned the rig around As a group of weary stockmen faded out behind The road stretched out before me A long and lonely ride Road Train, rollin' out across the west Road Train, The territory express Road Train, runnin on Road Train Up ahead a mob of livestock scattered on the track And the hiss of squealin' airbrakes, strained to hold me back And the gravel spits like gunshots, a cloud of dust explodes When the rig comes to a standstill, there's blood out on the road Road Train, rollin' out across the west Road Train, The territory express Road Train, runnin on Road Train As the sun is slowly sinking out into the west In the crimson shades of sunset the big rig silhouettes And the moobeams soft and silver paint and eerie light With the stars above to guide me well I ride into the night Road Train, rollin' out across the west Road Train, The territory express Road Train, runnin on Road Train Road Train, rollin' out across the west Road Train, The territory express Road Train, runnin on Road Train