Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rumbler, artist - Black Lips. Date of issue: 23.01.2020
Song language: English
Rumbler |
| Bobby Earl awoke at dawn |
| He put his huntin' britches on |
| He could smell trouble like a dog, he was on their tail |
| He was after tax stamp dodgers |
| Moonshiners and illegal loggers |
| Pot-smokin' hippies and draft dodgers to prove |
| RC crossfire vehicle driver |
| Killed to live, a well-trained survivor |
| Momma called him Bobby but Rumbler was his name |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Leave them good ol' boys behind |
| You know them woods and they got nowhere to hide |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Chasin' moonshine boys through the piney woods |
| Up in Georgia searchin' for illegal goods |
| The growl of his engine was his battle-cry |
| He crashed sixteen trucks in hot pursuit |
| But in the end he got the loot |
| Ain’t a man alive that can say that he got away |
| But federal agents had enough |
| Of that rascal Rumbler and his pick up trucks |
| Kicked him out and took his badge away |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Leave them good ol' boys behind |
| You know them woods and they got nowhere to hide |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Poor old Rumbler was awful sad |
| About losin' all he ever had |
| Little did he know that his luck was about to change |
| See, there was a guy that he used to know |
| Runnin' with a unit called G.I. |
| Joe |
| Asked him if he’d join them on the road |
| Rumbler flashed a guilish smile |
| You could hear his laugh for fifty miles |
| Hit the clutch, and he was on his way |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Leave them good ol' boys behind |
| You know them woods and they got nowhere to hide |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |
| Leave them good ol' boys behind |
| You know them woods and they got nowhere to hide |
| Ride, ride, Rumbler, ride |