Posted: 4/1/2006 12:09:58 AM EDT
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Full Trucker Effect I got Merle Haggard on the radio My 18 wheeler a reelin' to go Haulin' combines made by John Deere Gotta long way to go and a short time to get there Open highway, no sign of the smokey Pickin' up hitchhikers, but i'll pass all the Okies Take my showers at the Flyin' J Biscuits-n-Gravy, country breakfast buffet Call me pig pen I'm a slophog tanker Three weeks later them pigs is a stanker Slick back wack crew cut ducktail Always haulin' ass, always riding the rail Full Trucker Effect, yes yes y'all Full Trucker Effect, everybody Full Trucker Effect, c'mon c'mon Full Trucker Effect Texas panhandle to the Florida keys Country fried steak and a black eyed peas Half a cherry pie with the ala mode It's the best way to start a day hitting the road Crack of dawn and I'm already rollin Visit my cousin, drink beer, go bowlin I'm just underweight 2 ton mush melon My daddy's unemployed, he's a wife beating felon All my life I was born to be a trucker Ride with my boy Tony, he's a big mother****** Coast to coast Idaho to Alabama I never Jackknife, i'm a mean gearjammer |
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LOOKIN’ AT THE WORLD THROUGH A WINDSHIELD When I was just a little bitty kid I remembered one time Mama said Daddy sends you all his love from Frisco Bay I didn’t understand till I was grown why my Daddy didn’t spend a little time at home Instead of runnin’ around the country that way Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield And see everything in a little bit different light I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight Long strips of rubber that you see Were burned off of this rig by the likes of me And they’ll ride along the highways in this land I’m gonna sign my name in this diesel smoke And let the ones that come behind me choke Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield Watchin’ it a flyin’ by me at the right I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight I’ve pushed this rig through sleet and rain And I’ve driven through the rough terrain Of the Rockies to the docks of old L.A. On down that old Pacific shore, sing north and headin’ for Baltimore Of somethin’ ‘bout two thousand miles away Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield Watchin’ it a flyin’ by me at the right I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight |