A Tombstone Every Mile - Red Simpson

All you big and barely 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

Anyplace 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 burried all the truckers that’s lost in them woods

There’d be a tombstone every mile

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

You’ve got to drive the woods to get to Boston town

When it’s winter up in Maine you’d better check it over twice

Cause that Hangsville road is just a ribbon of ice

It’s a stretch of road up north in Maine…

When you’re talkin' 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 dyin' and goin' down below

Won’t be half as bad as drivin' on that ice and snow

It’s a stretch of road up north in Maine…

There’d be a tombstone every mile