Red Simpson I'm a Truck Lyrics:
Hello I'm a truck You've heard songs about truck
drivers many times their stories told How they
pulled out of Pittsburg for six days on the road
Bout the Feather River Canyon and climbin' the old
grapevine That old roadhouse down in Texas and the
girls they've left behind You've heard their tales
of daring and I think that's just fine But if you
can spare a minute well I'd like to tell you mine
There'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't for us
trucks No double clutching gear jamming coffee
drinking nuts They'll drive their way to glory and
they have all the luck There'd be no truck drivers
if it wasn't for us trucks

Well there he sits in that cafe drinking coffee
and telling lies, he ought to tell 'em how he topped
that hill ten miles back, or how he
missed a gear and that Volkswagen bus full of hippies
passed us like I was sitting up on jacks,or how we
took that curve over on 66, Hadn't been for me
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hanging on to the shoulder we'd both wound up in the
ditch, if we're on time he takes the credit if
we're late I get the blame, up those hills with
shutters open my stacks are running flames, my tach
a running red line,sucking diesel from the tanks
I take him south and bring him back without a word
of thanks, so now you've heard my story and I guess
it's my tough luck There'd be no truck drivers if
it wasn't for us trucks There'd be no truck drivers...

Look at him sipping coffee and flirtin' with that
waitress,And where do you think he left me?, that's
right,next to cattle truck (mooo) Why couldn't we
have put me next to that little pink mack sittin'
over there,Gosh she's got pretty mud flaps, and
talk about stacks, they're both chrome!!, 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,that'd fix him, I never did like
the way he drives anyhow, thinks he's God's gift
to waitresses, he never gives 'em a tip,Well I know
what he's gonna do now, he's gonna take out The
tape cartridge of Buck Owens and play it again,I
don't know why he don't get a Merle Haggard tape
Lyrics: I'm a Truck, Red Simpson [end]