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

We was haulin' a load a' them go-go
'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
this old truck gonna make us a buck
Chicken in the bread pan, out vittles
Swing them heifers and we go

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

Well, one-eyed and deuces wild
We got the door pad-locked
He says, "Bet bucks and a side a' beef,
"I can beat them ta Flat Rock."

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

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

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So get yer bets down
'Cause this old gonna make us a buck
She gonna round them curves at thirty
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 it for the barn
If we don't win, we gonna sell the

If old wreck don't break my neck,
We gonna take cows to a discatheque

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

We was in that Monfort lane.

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

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

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