I was rid ing this eighteen- wheel
er before they painted lines
Nev er made much money 'cause
Used to be a running battle
between ol' Smokey and me
But now I got a six- foot Shakespeare,
Well, tonight I got the front door
Can't always have the rocking chair
Pig Pen's got that back door closed
Just checked out the westbound
Road Hawk said she's clean
Looks like a money- making run
Ace the blue- eyed Indian still run
Ol' Single Drive, he's a ratchet jaw
But he keeps the night alive
And Jolly Jack, that beaver nut's
Checking covers on the seat
We're looking for a red Pinto,
Now look at that four- wheel barricade
Just blew off my back door
Now Hawkeye's had the hammer down
Since Nashville, Tennessee
He just saved some green stamps
