Well my trucks wound up and its ready to roll I got a good buddy workin for the Highway Patrol So if I get a ticket or two, Its gonna be alright But the sheriff and his boys theyre in Estilline Unless theyre out to lunch at the Dairy Queen Theyll be itchin to turn on those red, white, and blue lights Well just like my daddy I was born a drifter I got a rebel heart and eight - ball shifter Horns on the hood and forty channel CB Well some things you never leave home without Like your Bible, log book, and your drivin route And your Best Of Dale Watson on CD Chorus: Cause Im a diesel drivin daddy Dont you get in my lane Puttin the pedal to the medal Bringin eighteen wheels of pain Ive been in love Broke some hearts Settled down long enough to replace the parts Kicked a little Asphalt along the way Theres a lonely life livin on the road When the only friend youve got is the radio And even he fades in and out every now and then But maybe someday youll find the right one That'll shift the gears and let ya ride shotgun Knows how to get that big ole rig to spin Chorus Im a panhandlin manhandlin Post holin high rollin dust bowlin daddy I aint got no blood in my veins I just got them four lanes Of hard Amarillo highway Chorus Up and down that honky tonkin highway Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com