Overloaded Diesel

Lyrics
I picked you up in Dallas just about a week ago You were a married woman, but you know, I didn't know Now your man's a-burnin' rubber off a standard stick We lost him up in Tulsa but he's catchin' up quick This overloaded diesel's haulin' too much freight For racin' into Memphis with an Olds 88 I'm hopin' and a-prayin' that we'll make Little Rock So you can hop another tractor at the coffee stop Fort Smith was a ball, I've gotta call the whole trip fun But I think about your husband and I get a vision of a gun I don't wanna hire the cemetery boys to dig Gotta stop this rollin' party, try to hide my rig This overloaded diesel's haulin' too much freight For racin' into Memphis with an Olds 88 I'm hopin' and a-prayin' that we'll make Little Rock So you can hop another tractor at the coffee stop I wish you'd-a told me I was stealin' you away You'd be waitin' tablеs yet, back there in that café Evеry light in the mirror scares me half to death And that tailgatin' fool much more than all the rest This overloaded diesel's haulin' too much freight For racin' into Memphis with an Olds 88 I'm hopin' and a-prayin' that we'll make Little Rock So you can hop another tractor at the coffee stop
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Credits
- Writers
- Gene Crysler