Luyện nghe bài hát Hello I'm A Truck

HELLO I'M A
(Bob Stanton)
'71 Songs, BMI

I'm a truck
You've songs about truck drivers many times their stories told
How pulled out of Pittsburg for six days on the road
the Feather River Canyon and climbin' the old grapevine
That old roadhouse in Texas and the girls they've left behind
You've heard their tales of daring and I think that's just
But if you can spare a minute I'd like to tell you mine
There'd be no drivers if it wasn't for us trucks
No double clutching gear jaming drinking nuts
They'll their way to glory and they have all the luck
There'd be no truck drivers if it for us trucks
Well there he sits in cafe drinking coffee and telling lies
Prob'ly telling 'em how to talk that hill ten miles
How telling 'em how he missed a gear and that full of hippies
Passed us like I was sitting up on jacks or how we took that curve on 66
Han't-a been for me hanging on the shoulder we'd wound up in the ditch
If on time he takes the credit if we're late I get the blame
Up those hills shutters open my stacks are running flame
My stack a running red light sucking diesel from the
I take him south and bring him back without a of thanks
So now you've heard my story and I it's my tough luck
be no truck drivers if it wadn't for us trucks
There'd be no drivers...
Look at him sipping coffee and flirtin' with that
And where do you think he left me that's right to cattle truck (mooo)
Why couldn't we put me next to that little pink mack sittin' over there
Gosh got pretty mud flaps and talk about stracked they're both chromed
Well he'll be coming out in a and he'll get that bar
And he'll go around and on my tires
You know for two pints of diesel I'd have a flat on the dual
Ha that fixed him I never did like the way he anyhow
he's God's gift to waitresses he never gives 'em a tip
Well I know what he's do now he's gonna take out
The tape of Back Owens and play it again
I know why he don't get a Merle Haggard tape