I love this thread. I'm not sure if it is still active, but I thought I would put in my two cents worth.
I wrote a song several years ago called "The truck drivers road map". I haven't recorded it as of yet, but occasionally it steals back into my consciousness. I'll just do a couple of verses.

Two miles out of Memphis on a cold dark morning
I flagged a truck driver down
as I climbed up into the cab of his truck
the rain started pouring down
he said, "Where you going on this cold dark morning?
I'm headed out to shaky town."
and the radio was playing Me and Bobby McGee and the rain was just pouring down

The windshield wipers were keeping perfect rythmn
to a song on the radio
and the sound coming out of the steel guitar
was cutting right through to my soul
the driver turned to me
and he looked straight through me
he said "Son where do you want to go
If you don't mind me saying
I can tell by your look
your headed down your last road