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buck truck - truckin' roots كلمات أغنية

aw, sing it pretty, children

hey, i got truckin’ roots
i wear jeans and cowboy boots
and i come from a long line of old gearjammers
my roots go back to the early days
that’s why i got truckin’ ways
when i was born, my first words were
who let down this dang hammer?

now, my grandpa, he hauled turnip greens to market every day
he hauled ’em with a mule and wagon for very little pay
he’d haul lettuce like i do, but grandpa had to grow it
why, he was truckin’ way back then, but grandpa didn’t even know it

he didn’t have no truck stops either, back in the olden days
but grandma always packed him a lunch, to help him make the day
his mule didn’t need no diesel fuel––he ate grass for energy
and grandpa’s restroom, when he stopped, was behind a big ol’ tree

now, grandma was grandpa’s dispatcher, she’d tell him what to do
she’d say, it’s time to go to market, honey––little leroy needs new shoes
so grandpa, he’d load up his wagon, sometimes he’d take a hog
now, he didn’t have no dot, and he sure didn’t keep no log

now, little leroy turned out to be my daddy, and he’d ride with his dad
daddy got turned on when grandpa let him guide that mule just a tad
grandpa got a little older, he let my daddy’s desire thrive
why, they got an old ford pickup, and my daddy learned to drive

now, my daddy trucked in that old ford till the thing just fell apart
but he made arrangements for his first rig, and put happy in his heart
well, it was a used reo, and for the first time daddy left town
on the asphalt farm_to_markets––that’s where he first let his hammer down

now, here i am in my k_whopper, truckin’ like they did
well, i’ve been gone from home so much, i wonder how we ever had any kids
but i got three great ones at home, and a wife who understands
that i was born to truck, and she’s my woman, and i’m her man

now, my kids are growin’ up real fast, and i wish i’d seen ’em more
but i had to make a livin’––they understand that for sure
well, my oldest graduates this week, and i’m proud as i can be
i got to make it home for her, like my daddy did for me

hey, i got truckin’ roots
i wear jeans and cowboy boots
and i come from a long line of old gearjammers
my roots go back to the early days
that’s why i got truckin’ ways
why, when i was born, my first words were
who let down the hammer?

- buck truck

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