Wrote this back in the 80's for friends who drive the Big Bim Haulers. They provided me with the tech and personal info and I wrote the song around that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3f9rQW0hiYw

"Big Bim Haulers"
Thirty six wheels rolling about a city block long
Hauling the foundation to keep the Chesapeake strong
Polack Stinky and Weasel are the chauffeurs
But to their friends they’re know as the big bim haulers

Now according to the chauffeurs rules are made to be broken
Without the bim haulers the bridge would never see a token
And upon the weigh in scale they’re an obese lady
Another five thousand paid to Sheriff Sadie

Yeah we haul the beams across the U-S-A
To the maple leaves of Monterey
Hell it’s a rough road a thunder cloud
But every time my wheels cross a bridge
Damn I feel proud

Back at the Schuylkill plant lives an old white hat
Screaming and carrying on a pretty mean pole cat
But hidden deep within that old stiff white collar
He shines his medal for the big bim haulers

Yeah we haul the beams across the U-S-A
To the maple leaves of Monterey
Hell it’s a rough road a thunder cloud
But every time my wheels cross a bridge
Damn I feel proud

Now I know some day my road must take a detour
Still the beams will keep on rolling that I know for sure
Cause the little boy who I call hey carpet crawler
Just like his daddy one day he’ll be a big bim hauler

Yeah we haul the beams across the U-S-A
To the maple leaves of Monterey
Hell it’s a rough road a thunder cloud
But every time my wheels cross a bridge
Damn I feel proud