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coleman wilson - passing zone blues كلمات أغنية

i’s comin’ through maryland the other night
with that old mack smokin’, doin’ alright
with my hand on the wheel, my foot on the floor
runnin’ wide_open, wouldn’t do no more
i’s lookin’ for state men
radar
and lady hitchhikers

caught a buncha trucks in a no passin’ zone
was skeered to pass, but i wanted to get home
i follered up a hill and around a curve
i didn’t see no trooper, and i was gettin’ up nerve
i got in the left lane
scr_pin’ gears
by tryin’ to get in front

i got hacky ol’ mack a_hummin’
and i looked up the road and seen one comin’
i had her runnin’ about 63
and his eyes lit up like a christmas tree
i seen him smile as i went by
he had a ten_gear plymouth
that get up and fly

i looked in the mirror and he was comin’ back
and i got on the brake of that smokin’ mack
tryin’ to slow down
changed my mind
didn’t want in front
he pulled me over, and he said with a grin
it look like you done goofed again

i said, mister trooper, if you’ll let me alone
i’ll crank this mack and go on home
i’ll run slow
stay behind
won’t try to pass

he said, you can come on and go with me
and we’ll ride on down to the old j.p
bring your driver’s license
your billfold
and your buddy’s too

i asked that trooper to borrow a dime
he looked at me like i’d lost my mind
he said, y’ain’t gonna need no phone
you’re jailhouse bound, you ain’t goin’ home

- coleman wilson

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