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Hello, I'm a TruckGYou've heard songs about truck drivers Emmany times their story's told AHow they pulled out of Pittsburg Dfor six days on the road G'Bout that feather river canyon Emand a-climbing' that ol grapevine AThat old roadhouse down in Texas Dand the girls they left behind GYou've heard their tales of daring Em and I think that's just fine Cbut if you could spare a minute D Gwell I'd like to tell you mineLetras de cancionesChorus:G C GThere'd be no truck driver's if it wasn't for us trucks D Gno double-clutching gear jammin' coffee drinking nuts C Gthey'll drive their way to glory and they have all the luck Cthere'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't D Gfor us trucksEmSpoken:Well there he sits in that cafe drinkin coffee and tellin liesProb'ly telling 'em 'bout that hill we topped ten miles backOtta tell'em how he missed a gear and that Volkswagon bus full of Hippies passed us like I was sittin' up on jacksOr how we took that curve over on 66Hadn'y been for me hangin on the shoulderWe'd a both wound up in the ditchGIf we're on time he takes the credit Em'n if we're late I get the blame AUp those hills with shutters open DMy stacks a-runnin' flame GMy tach' runnin red-line Emsippin' diesel from the tanks AI'll take him south and bring him back Dwithout a word of thanks G EmWell now you've heard my story and I guessit's my tough luck C DThere'd be no truck drivers if it wasn't Gfor us trucksChorus:EmSpoken:Look at him sippin' coffee and flirting with that waitressAnd where do you think he left me?That's right, next to a cattle truck (moo)Why couldn't he have put me over there next to that little pink Mack?Gosh she's got pretty mud-flapsAnd talk about stacked, they're both chromedWell he'll be coming out in a minute and he'll get that bar and he'll go around and beat on my tiresYou know for two pints of dieselI'd have a flat on the inside dualHa! Boy that'd fix himI never did like the way he drives anyhowThinks he's God's gift of waitressesHe never gives 'em a tipWell I know what he's going to do nowTake out that tape cartidge of Buck Owens and play it againI don't know why he don't get a Merle Haggard tape.... From Letras Mania