Well, a-truckin’ on the night line, quarter past five Tryin’ to get my rig an’ me to ‘frisco alive Fog lights up tight, a-givin’ me the creeps Just a winnemucca trucka with a load a’ black sheep [a ghostly chorus] Night rider I got a belly full a’ jelly and head full a’ pain Bennies..
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C.w. Mccall Songs
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Yeah breaker one nine this here’s the rubber duck Uh, you got a copy on me pig pen c’mon Uh yeah ten-four pig pen fer sure fer sure. By golly it’s clean clear to flag town, c’mon Yeah its a big ten -four there pig pen Yeah we definitely got the front door, good buddy..
One night last summer we were camped at ten thousand Feet up where the air is clear, High in the rockies of lost lake, Colorado. and as the fire burned low and only a few Glowing embers remained, we laid on our backs all warm In our sleeping bags and looked up at the stars…
Four wheel drive by c.w. mccall We is screamin’ through the valley Where the nishnabotna flows Through the mud and crud and cornfields Where the mari-ju-wana grows ‘cross the railroad tracks of persia Down the hills and up the dale Had a cj-5 with a four-wheel drive And smokey on my tail. Well, he picked..
I’s thumbin’ through the want ads in the shelby County tribune when this classified advertisement Caught my eye. it said, “take imme-di-ate delivery On this ’57 chevrolet half-ton pickup truck. will Sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five Bucks. call one-four-oh, ring two, and ask for Bob.” well, i called bob up on the..
Me an earl was haulin’ chickens Ona flat bed outta’ wiggins And we ‘as spent all night On the uphill side Of 37 miles o’ hell Called wolf creek pass… which is up on the great divide. We was sittin’ there suckin’ toothpicks Drinkin’ nehis an’ onion soup mix, An’ i says earl, let’s mail..
Well, in eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip Along with colonel jackson down the mighty mississip We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody british at the town of new orleans. [chorus] We fired our guns and the british kept a-comin’ There wasn’t nigh as many as..