I've witnessed those one night stands Must have played in a thousand bands But I'm just here tonight, tomorrow I'll be gone Seen folks show their blacker sides Seen them die just for foolish pride And those drivers always ask to hear that same old song
That's a big ten-four From your back door Just put that hammer down This young man feels Those eighteen wheels That keep turning 'round to take me down to shaky town
I've heard all those hard luck tales From all of you u.s. males I've heard you tell those lies about the love you've know And I've followed those highway signs And I've run down those thin white lines Like those drivers this old road is all I call my own
That's a big ten-four From your back door Just put that hammer down This young man feels Those eighteen wheels That keep turning 'round to take me down to shaky town
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