Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
When I talk, talk on the C.B.
Yeah, I scare men
My, my tire knockers rock
The parking lot quite a lot, yeahRolled along 40 and roared down 10
Released my cargo around the Big Bend
I always take my time
A maverick moon miner sipping sunshineHauled ass to Memphis, I spoke to the Pharoah
He told me his dreams, I counted the sparrows
Steve McQueen's got nothing on me
I take you back, west of PleiadesYou want someone to talk to
Well, I'm your man
I've seen it all
And I know where you liveHigh time honey, hell yeah
Watcha know, I'm back again, yeah
Roll, roll down highways
With a vengeance, yeahI never ever sweated for the fortune and fame game
Nevertheless, I'm flying down the left lane
I always pay my dues
So sit your ass down, I'll show you how they used toYou want someone to talk to
Well, I'm your man
I've seen it all
And I know where you live, yeahA preacher, a trucker, a highroller
A holy roller preacher rolling trucker
A preacher, a trucker, a highroller
A holy roller preacher rolling trucker, yeahRoad, yeah