Me an' was workin' the superslab outside a' that Ogallala? When outta town come a local in a '65 Impala Had a tail flyin' off a' his whip antenna
We was haulin' a load a' them go-go Truckin' 'em over to Old boy got on his "How's about a little showdown?"
Well, hot damn, I'm a man, So get yer bets down 'Cause this old truck gonna us a buck Chicken in the pan, pickin' out vittles Swing them and away we go
Wake up, Earl, we gots to race that pile a' junk over ta North Platte
Well, bears and deuces wild We got the back door He says, "Bet five bucks and a a' beef, "I can beat cows ta Flat Rock."
You hear that, Earl? He says he's whip Ol' Bessie here!
I says, "Call your five and ya ten "Jes' kiss Chevy goodby, boy "'Cause when Bessie hits floatin' gear "You gonna be Hereford pie. Yeah."
Well, hot damn, I'm a man, So ev'rybody get yer bets 'Cause this old truck gonna make us a 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 floatin' gear! Bessie!
Well, tuck it on in and head it for the If we don't win, we sell the farm
If old wreck don't break my neck, We take them cows to a discatheque
I says, "Come on, Earl, let's it a whirl. "That Chevy is up speed." Well, we the Platte at a hundred flat Old Bessie was the weeds
We was in that Monfort lane.
Yeah, we won the with a bovine ace When the Chevy made a fatal Yeah, he got too Got a terminal a' that good ol' Hereford gas. Phew!
Hot damn, I'm a man, So ev'rybody get yer bets 'Cause this old truck's gonna make us a She's rollin' the shakedown
Hot damn, I'm a man And I sorta ta put my foot down old rig gonna blow your wig Got go-go girls and a cab see ya all out on the superslab for a showdown