Bull Haulin - Bill Weaver

Bull Haulin Lyrics

He wipes off his feet and climbs in the seat of a big old W-9, Well any bull hauler knows you've got to keep the doors closed just to get em there on time, he's got a limp when he walks kind of stern when he talks. Who he is ain't hard to tell he's got a cowboy hat that's been to hell and back and he keeps one foot on the rail he's a high baller and old Bull Hauler, no time for running slow, his cattle ain't got a whole lot of patience and he needs to shine that chrome, he'll try to catch a few minutes sleep till he hears the cattle calling, but it's just what he does it runs in his blood...Bull Haulin' he's got a girl that he loves down in Abilene but he just don't have the time, he'll stop for some fuel for his truck and body then he'll head on down the line, he's got his eye on her and a piece of land where they might just make a home, but they know damn well in no time he'd be longing for the open road, cuz he's a high baller an old Bull Hauler, no time for running slow, his cattle ain't got a lot a patience and he needs to shine that chrome he'll try to catch a few minutes sleep till he hears the cattle calling, but it's just what he does it runs in his blood...Bull Haulin' Bull Haulin'.
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