the night was dark and stormy and the roads were wet with rain as jimmy jones rolled on and on his destination maine he d like to stop and rest awhile but the freight just wouldn t keep his body ached his mind felt numb his eyes had closed with sleep he thought about the time he lost with a woman mary lou and then his thoughts turned to his wife he d promised he d be true temptation had stepped in his path and he had failed the test but if he stopped he knew his conscience wouldn t let him rest roll along roll along convoy in the sky convoy in the sky there in the night he saw the lights a truck stop just ahead one cup of coffee he would have enough to clear his head as he stepped on the running board strange music he did hear and suddenly before his eyes the truck stop disappeared there in it s place a trailer sat the color black as death and seated there beneath the wheel sat the devil himself and jimmy s heart was filled with fear for there before his eyes a caravan of trailers came a rollin through the skies the riders told of deeds they d done and detours they had made now driving for the devil was the price that they had paid there is no time to stop and rest he heard the devil cry as he led that convoy on across the dark and stormy sky 