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

We was haulin' a load a' go-go girls
Truckin' 'em over to
Old boy got on his
Says "How's about a showdown?"

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So get yer bets down
'Cause this old truck make us a buck
Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out
Swing them heifers and we go

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

Well, bears and deuces wild
We got the back door
He says, "Bet five and a side a' beef,
"I can them cows ta Flat Rock."

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

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

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

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

Well, tuck it on in and head it for the
If we don't win, we sell the farm

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

I says, "Come on, Earl, give it a whirl.
"That Chevy is up speed."
Well, we the Platte at a hundred flat
Old Bessie was a-blowin' the

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' that ol' Hereford gas.
Phew!

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

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