My dad was a Maine trucker and a friend of Dick's. He hauled down through the Haynesville woods many times. We sang this song at my Dad's funeral in 2015.
My grandfather drove for the state of Maine probably mid 40s into the 70s. There was a few times Dick would stop by our farm and shoot the bull with grandfather over coffee. I don't remember all the stories they shared but I remember being fascinated by them.
My Dad played this song on the 8-track when I would ride along with him in his 1967 Kenworth 318 Detroit. Loved the sound of the Jake brake. Great song and great memories!
Do you remember when his Son was his drummer ? That kid could sure make those drums talk. I also met up with Dick at the lake. We are both from the same hometown of Fort Fairfield, Maine
OK... True story.... we're on our way back home to Boston from Prince Edward Island and after crossing back into the States at Houlton, ME we stop at the Irving and there's this old guy with a truck selling potatoes in the lot from a farm in Haynesville, ME. I happened to have my Autoharp with me and took it out, sat down at the picnic table, and sang this song for the guy. He gave me bag of potatoes for free. Made his day I think. Naturally, I had to live the adventure and instead of driving down I-95, just went down Route 2 through Haynesville. "When you'e loaded with potatoes and you're headed down... you gotta drive the woods to get to Boston town..." Seize the moment. Loved Dick Curless!!!
Listened in my Father's (RIP) KW and Freightliner as kid way back in the 80's & 90's. Truck driving back then was PERFECT. CDL big govt destroyed the industry. Thanks for the upload brother!
Thank the God in Heaven,as trucker pick me up, in Northern Ontatio, told me he went off a bridge ,@show were it was in his belly ,had a mark were the steeling wheels ,when in ,before Elvis die .
God was with you ah ,as l was hitch hike a trucker ,pick me up one afternoon, said he way off a bridge ,show me his belly where the steel wheel when to him me,not great but trucker have in there soul,Ah
We love him in Nashville and my parents and him are having a party in heaven! That's for sure! I have his guitar and will keep it dear to me the rest of my life. God Bless them.
The first time I heard this was on my late father's 8 track of trucking songs when I was a kid and I loved it ever since and I still love this song now.
Was a trucker with my own 'bilt. V8 kitty and coming through Maine you taped an egg to the loud pedal. Dan Fulkerson wrote this and the great baritone of Dick Curliss put a stamp on it. I have hauled baddados out of Maine. What a beautiful state. No my little Shannon in the pic has been gone to Heaven for two years. I cry for her everyday. I am 75 now and trucking is just a memory. To put my hands on a 6+4 again and run like the wind with the my Shannon Burns you see there with me. She has been gone to Heaven for 2 years now, and all I have left is a hole where my heart used to be and tear stained memories. God bless. Her Denny.
My father knew him personally, he actually helped him find a radio station up here in Aroostook county Maine and Dick gave dad a Album!! Dad said this man was amazing and kind!! Dad also said he is sorta related to me n dad, a distant cousin dad said. Cool as hell I say.
God bless him in heaven now, nice bring back classic hits truck songs on radio stations. Always enjoy though years. This should be in Hall of Fame and walk on music Row. Back 1970s use play late hours truck drivers songs. Songs use listen every night. Thank You
Wonderful job Congratulations. I take this opportunity to wish you every new day to be a realization in your life, with lots of music, health, peace and prosperity
All you big and burly 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 Any place 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 buried all the truckers lost in them woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off There'd be a tombstone every mile When you're loaded with potatoes, and you're headed down You've gotta drive the woods to get to Boston town When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice That Hangsville road is just a ribbon of ice It's a stretch of road, up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off There'd be a tombstone every mile When you're talking 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 dying and going down below Won't be half as bad as driving on that road of ice and snow It's a stretch of road, up north in Maine That's never, ever, ever seen a smile If they buried all the truckers lost in them woods There'd be a tombstone every mile Count 'em off There'd be a tombstone every mile
Grew up there; went to church with Dick - always wondered why the minister treated the ol' guy with a patch on his eye with such respect...back when I was a kid. Haynesville Rd is the shortcut to Aroostook - if you dare...
Long, empty, twisty stretch of road that sees little sunshine in the winter. Hence the ribbon of ice. I can remember times where you swear your backside is puckering so tight it has a grip on the seat.
TheDUDERulez1 I believe it, I just watched something on the most haunted roads in the world and this song about this road is in it!:) Hows that for spreading a legend!
