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

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

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

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

Well, one-eyed bears and deuces
We got the back door
He says, "Bet five and a side a' beef,
"I can them cows 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 Chevy goodby, boy
"'Cause when Bessie hits that floatin'
"You gonna be Hereford 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 floatin' gear! Bessie!

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

If this old wreck break my neck,
We gonna take them cows to a

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

We definitely was in that lane.

Yeah, we won the race with a ace
When the Chevy made a fatal
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 this old truck's make us a buck
She's rollin' the boulevard

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