| Peterbilt drivers don’t pick up low riders
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| They don’t slow for the curves in the road
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| They hate to keep logs, they hate riders on hogs
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| Watch out for a shift in your load
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| When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns
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| But I never had a Lionel train
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| Now I’ve got a truck, if I keep payments up
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| And it weighs thirty tons in the rain
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| I wear Frisco jeans with riveted seams
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| My money is chained to my belt
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| I wear a Cat cap just like my pap
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| He drove till it ruined his health
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| Now, Georgia Bill Smith wore thick glasses and boots
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| He could see 'bout as far as he could walk
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| He came up too fast on that bridge overpass
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| Lord, the preacher sure gave a fine talk
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| When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns
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| But I never had a Lionel train
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| Now I’ve got a truck if I keep payments up
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| And it weighs thirty tons in the rain
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| I’ve read a few lines from the poets
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| And sometimes, I might cross the line
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| I don’t know the answer to the mystery of life
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| But a woman sure helps pass the time
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| When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns
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| But I never had a Lionel train
|
| Now I’ve got a truck if I keep payments up
|
| And it weighs thirty tons in the rain
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| When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns
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| But I never had a Lionel train
|
| Now I’ve got a truck if I keep payments up
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| And it weighs thirty tons in the rain |