Haulin'
(专辑: The Open Road - 2010)
Hauling, I'm hauling Fort Smith to Louisville I'm gonna see my baby See my baby with time to kill Well, I'm flying, flying No one on the
road tonight My radar detector's not buzzing No eighteen wheeler, not a
cop in sight Got a
little gig in Nashville Beat it back to Arkansas Followed me all the
way to Little Rock Saying something I
done was against the
law So I'm hauling, hauling Fort Smith to Louisville Gonna see my baby Gonna see my baby with time to kill So I'm hauling, hauling I'm gonna get there Rolling in the
bluegrass of Kentucky I'm gonna get there V-8 slappin out real time Deeper than a
808 Leakin'red eye gravy from my manifold Spouting hot coffee from the
boiler plate I'm chewing up the
road like biscuits Making all the
time in the
world Sun comes up and I'm crossing Kentucky state line gonna see my girl She likes it early in the
morning Like it in the
evening too In between she don't mind it Just about any old time will do So I'm hauling, hauling Fort Smith to Louisville I'm gonna see my baby See my baby with time to kill And I'm hauling, hauling I'm gonna get there Rolling in the
green grass of Kentucky Yeah I'm gonna get there I
tell her not to worry They couldn't pin nothing on me Club owner short a
hundred dollars I
do it for fun, but I
still gotta eat I
cut him and I
coasted through Conway Put him by the
side of the
road Made Fort Smith that evening Packed me a
bag now I'm ready to go And I'm hauling, hauling Fort Smith to Louisville I'm gonna see my baby Gonna see my baby with time to kill Flying, flying I'm gonna get there Rolling in the
green grass of Kentucky Oh, I'm gonna get there Flying, flying I'm gonna get there Rolling in the
green grass of Kentucky Oh, I'm gonna get there Yeah