Workin’ for the Highway Patrol

Lyrics
Up and down the long ol' highway Up and down I go Tryin' to keep the peace and the speeders down Well-a, that's how I make my dough I'm workin' for the highway patrol Well, it's work-time again, I hate to see it come But every night at seven it arrives I have to check out my car and put on my gun And go out and try to save some lives There's all kinda people a-drivin' the highway The good and the bad are found And you never, ever know just what to expect When you chase a speeding car down Still I go Up and down the long ol' highway Up and down I go I'm tryin' to keep the peacе and the speeders down Well, that's how I'm makin' my dough I work for thе highway patrol Well, there's conmen, convicts, and wiseguys They think they know it all And they'd just as soon pull out a pistol And say, "Okay copper, get lost" Well, it's a ragged ol' life we're a-livin' As we live it from day to day But it's a kind of a life I'm a-lovin' the best I wouldn't have it any other way So I go Up and down the long ol' highway Up and down I go I'm a-tryin' to keep the peace and the speeders down Well-a, that's how I'm makin' my dough I'm workin' for the highway patrol Yeah, workin' for the highway patrol I'm just a-workin' for the highway patrol Oh, I'm workin' for the highway patrol
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Credits
- Writers
- Red Simpson