The highways that wind and wander over mountain
And valleys deserts and plains, I guess, I've drove about all of 'em
'Cause for the past 25 years now the cab of a truck has been my home
And it'd be kinda hard for me to settle down and not be on the go

Why I remember the first truck I drove, I was so proud
I could hardly wait to get home to show my wife and my little boy
And my little boy was so excited like so when he saw his first snow
He wasn't old enough to say too many words

He just kept hollering goddy-up go, daddy giddy-up-go
So that's what I named the old truck Giddy-up-go

Oh, things wasn't too bad of course, I's gone a lot
And after about six years, I got home one day
And found my wife and little boy gone
I couldn't find out what happened nobody seemed to know

So from that day on it's been me and old Giddy-up-go
I've made a lot of friends at all the truck stops
And some of 'em would kick me about my litle sign
Of course they knew where I got the name

'Cause I told 'em about that little boy of mine
And how his first word about that old truck was Giddy-up-go

Today I was barrelin' down old '66
When up beside me pulled down a brand new diesel rig
Both stacks of blowin' black coal
And as she pulled around and back in front of me
A big lump came in my throat

And my eyes watered like I had a bad old cold
A little sign on the back of the truck that read Giddy-up-go

Well, I pushed old Giddy-up-go stayed right on him
Until the next truck stop where he'd pulled up
I waited till he went in and I offered to buy him a cup
Well, we got to talkin' shop and I said

Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddy-up-go?
Well, he said, “I got it from my pop”
Dad used to drive a truck that's what mom talked about a lot
You see I lost mom when I was just past sixteen
And I lost all track of pop

Mom said,”He got the name from me”
I shook his hand and told him that I had something, I wanted him to see
I took him out to the old truck
And brushed off some of the dirt so the name would show

And his eyes got big and bright as he read Giddy-up-go
Oh, we had a lot of things to talk about and buddy I felt like a king
And now we've just pulled back on old 66 and he's handled that big rig
Better than any gear jammer that I'd ever seen

Well, now the lines on the highway have got much brighter glow
As we go roarin' down the road and me starin' at a little sign
That reads Giddy-u