ME AND MY TRUCK

SOME PEOPLE THINK I’M CRAZY THEY THINK THAT I’M INSANE
BUT I’VE GOT THAT DIESEL FUEL RUNNIN THROUGH MY VEINS
I’VE ALWAYS BEEN A LOVER I’VE ALWAYS HAD GOOD LUCK
BUT WHEN I’M FINISHED LOVIN I LEAVE IN MY OLD TRUCK
CHORUS:
IN MY TEN GALLON HAT AND MY COWBOY BOOTS AND A BELT TWO INCHES WIDE
WITH A 4 INCH BUCKLE AND A LEATHER VEST MADE OUT OF BEAVER HIDE
I AIN’T NO COUNTRY SINGER IN A RODEO I DON’T RIDE
GOT A K-W TRACTOR CONVENTIONAL BUILT A 53 FOOTER FILLED TO THE HILT
THERE AIN’T NO TELLIN AT THE BUGS I’VE KILLED AND A 10 SPEED BY MY SIDE

I BLEW RIGHT PAST THOSE CHICKEN COOPS FROM NEW YORK TO ST. LOU
GOT A GAL DOWN IN MEMPHIS BY THE NAME OF BETTY SUE
SHE WANTED ME TO MARRY SHE WANTED ME TO SETTLE DOWN
SO I CLIMBED RIGHT UP INTO MY TRUCK HELL BENT TO LEAVE THAT TOWN
REPEAT CHORUS TWICE
SOME DAY WHEN IT’S ALL OVER AND MY OLD LIFE IS DONE
AIN’T NO PREACHER GONNA TELL YOU JUST HOW MANY MILES I’VE RUN
THEY’LL DIG A HOLE UP ON THAT HILL UNDERNEATH THAT OLD OAK TREE
YOU CAN BET YOUR BOTTOM DOLLAR THAT’S WHERE THEY’LL BURY ME
REPEAT CHORUS
BY
JOHNNY RAY KIRBY
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