Me an' Earl was workin' the superslab a' that Ogallala? When outta come a local clown in a '65 Impala Had a 'coon tail off a' his whip antenna
We was haulin' a load a' them girls Truckin' 'em to O-town Old boy got on his Says "How's a little showdown?"
Well, hot damn, I'm a man, So ev'rybody get yer down 'Cause old truck gonna make us a buck Chicken in the bread pan, out vittles Swing them and away we go
Wake up, Earl, we 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 beat them cows ta Rock."
You hear that, Earl? He says he's gonna whip Ol' here!
I says, "Call your five and ya ten "Jes' kiss Chevy goodby, boy "'Cause when Bessie that 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 make us a buck She gonna round them curves at gees A trunk full a' cows an' a hood full a'
it up a notch, Earl. Yeah, that's it. That's gear! C'mon Bessie!
Well, tuck it on in and it for the barn If we win, we gonna sell the farm
If this old wreck don't my neck, We gonna them cows to a discatheque
I says, "Come on, Earl, let's it a whirl. "That Chevy is up speed." Well, we crossed the Platte at a hundred Old was a-blowin' the weeds
We definitely was in Monfort lane.
Yeah, we won the race a bovine ace When the Chevy made a fatal Yeah, he got too Got a terminal dose a' that good ol' gas. Phew!
Hot damn, I'm a man, So get yer bets down 'Cause this old truck's gonna us a buck rollin' the boulevard shakedown
Hot damn, I'm a man And I like ta put my foot down This old rig gonna blow wig Got go-go and a Peterbilt cab see ya all out on the superslab for a showdown