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I'm a Truck

by Red Simpson

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Hello, I'm a Truck G You've heard songs about truck drivers Em many times their story's told A How they pulled out of Pittsburg D for six days on the road G 'Bout that feather river canyon Em and a-climbing' that ol grapevine A That old roadhouse down in Texas D and the girls they left behind G You've heard their tales of daring Em and I think that's just fine C but if you could spare a minute D G well I'd like to tell you mine Chorus: G C G There'd be no truck driver's if it wasn't for us trucks D G no double-clutching gear jammin' coffee drinking nuts C G they'll drive their way to glory and they have all the luck C there'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't D G for us trucks Em Spoken: Well there he sits in that cafe drinkin coffee and tellin lies Prob'ly telling 'em 'bout that hill we topped ten miles back Otta tell'em how he missed a gear and that Volkswagon bus full of Hippies passed us like I was sittin' up on jacks Or how we took that curve over on 66 Hadn'y been for me hangin on the shoulder We'd a both wound up in the ditch G If we're on time he takes the credit Em 'n if we're late I get the blame A Up those hills with shutters open D My stacks a-runnin' flame G My tach' runnin red-line Em sippin' diesel from the tanks A I'll take him south and bring him back D without a word of thanks G Em Well now you've heard my story and I guess it's my tough luck C D There'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't G for us trucks Chorus: Em Spoken: Look at him sippin' coffee and flirting with that waitress And where do you think he left me? That's right, next to a cattle truck (moo) Why couldn't he have put me over there next to that little pink Mack? Gosh she's got pretty mud-flaps And talk about stacked, they're both chromed Well he'll be coming out in a minute and he'll get that bar and he'll go around and beat on my tires You know for two pints of diesel I'd have a flat on the inside dual Ha! Boy that'd fix him I never did like the way he drives anyhow Thinks he's God's gift of waitresses He never gives 'em a tip Well I know what he's going to do now Take out that tape cartidge of Buck Owens and play it again I don't know why he don't get a Merle Haggard tape....

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