Truck Drivin’ Man

Shane MacGowan and The Popes - Rock, Celtic Punk
Truck Drivin’ Man
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Duration: 2:45
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Where the howling wind sings a lonesome tune And you can hardly see the moon Twilight error is my CB name Got a big Mack truck, got a truck stop dame [Verse 2] Got some bear on my trail I pull over, I think of jail I say my name is Forrest Gump Then I blew his arm off with my twelve gauge pump [Verse 3] I blew his guts out through his back Heard his spine make a sickening crack He's still wriggling, he ain't dead Put the gun to his mouth, blew off his head [Verse 4] There's a lynching on highway nine Three niggers messin with white mans kind Step on the gas, and I'm just in time To see them swingin' while the cold wind whines [Verse 5] Shoot that shit, boy, shoot that speed Whip that bitch, boy, until she bleeds Give me the moonshine, some more morphine Another fix of Methedrine [Verse 6] Truck drivin' man is what I am Just give me pussy, junk, and gin I'll pray to God to forgive my sins Truck drivin' man in the howling wind
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Credits
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- Shane MacGowan