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red simpson - i'm a truck كلمات الأغنية

h-llo, i’m a truck
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you’ve heard songs about truck drivers
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many times their story’s told
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how they pulled out of pittsburg
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for six days on the road
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’bout that feather river canyon
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and a-climbing’ that ol grapevine
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that old roadhouse down in texas
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and the girls they left behind
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you’ve heard their tales of daring
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and i think that’s just fine
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but if you could spare a minute
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well i’d like to tell you mine

chorus:
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there’d be no truck driver’s if it wasn’t

for us trucks
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no double-clutching gear jammin’ coffee

drinking nuts
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they’ll drive their way to glory and they

have all the luck
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there’d be no truck drivers if it wasn’t
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for us trucks
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spoken:

well there he sits in that cafe drinkin coffee and tellin lies
prob’ly telling ’em ’bout that hill we topped ten miles back
otta tell’em how he missed a gear and that volkswagon bus full of
hippies p-ssed us like i was sittin’ up on jacks
or how we took that curve over on 66
hadn’y been for me hangin on the shoulder
we’d a both wound up in the ditch

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if we’re on time he takes the credit
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‘n if we’re late i get the blame
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up those hills with shutters open
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my stacks a-runnin’ flame
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my tach’ runnin red-line
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sippin’ diesel from the tanks
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i’ll take him south and bring him back
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without a word of thanks
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well now you’ve heard my story and i guess

it’s my tough luck
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there’d be no truck drivers if it wasn’t
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for us trucks

chorus:

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spoken:

look at him sippin’ coffee and flirting with that waitress
and where do you think he left me?
that’s right, next to a cattle truck (moo)
why couldn’t he have put me over there next to that little pink mack?
gosh she’s got pretty mud-flaps
and talk about stacked, they’re both chromed
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! boy that’d fix him
i never did like the way he drives anyhow
thinks he’s god’s gift of waitresses
he never gives ’em a tip
well i know what he’s going to do now
take out that tape cartidge of buck owens and play it again
i don’t know why he don’t get a merle haggard tape…

- red simpson

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