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Me an' Earl was workin' the outside a' that Ogallala?
outta town come a local clown in a '65 Impala
Had a 'coon flyin' off a' his whip antenna

We was a load a' them go-go girls
'em over to O-town
Old boy got on his
"How's about a little showdown?"

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So ev'rybody get yer bets
'Cause this old truck gonna make us a
Chicken in the bread pan, out vittles
Swing them and away we go

Wake up, Earl, we gots to race that pile a' junk ta North Platte city

Well, one-eyed bears and deuces
We got the back door
He says, "Bet bucks and a side a' beef,
"I can beat cows ta Flat Rock."

You hear that, Earl? He says gonna whip Ol' Bessie here!

I says, "Call your five and ya ten
"Jes' kiss Chevy goodby, boy
"'Cause when Bessie hits that gear
"You gonna be eatin' pie. Yeah."

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So ev'rybody get yer bets
this old truck gonna make us a buck
She round them curves at thirty gees
A trunk full a' an' a hood full a' bees

it up a notch, Earl.
Yeah, that's it. That's floatin' gear! Bessie!

Well, it on in and head it for the barn
If we win, we gonna sell the farm

If this old wreck don't my neck,
We gonna take them to a discatheque

I says, "Come on, Earl, let's it a whirl.
"That is a-pickin' up speed."
Well, we crossed the Platte at a flat
Old was a-blowin' the weeds

We was in that Monfort lane.

Yeah, we won the with a bovine ace
When the Chevy made a pass
Yeah, he got too
Got a terminal dose a' good ol' Hereford gas.
Phew!

Hot damn, I'm a man,
So ev'rybody get yer down
'Cause this old truck's gonna make us a
She's rollin' the shakedown

Hot damn, I'm a man
And I sorta like ta put my foot
This old rig gonna blow wig
Got go-go and a Peterbilt cab
Gonna see ya all out on the for a showdown