Freight Liner Fever

Lyrics

I drive a big Freightliner for a man they call Willie Shaw And I drive to all points outta Little Rock, Arkansas Well, the little woman smiles when I pack up to leave her I'll soon be back, but I just got the fever She's a believer I got the Freightliner fever There's a railroad a-runnin' by the highway out in Santa Fe And I passed an ol' freight train a-makin' his run the other day Well, the engineer said to the fireman, so pale He's a-blowin' this freight train off of the rail He's got the fever He got the Freightliner fever Big James said, What are you carryin' in that cigarette pack? I said, I got my second driver, and he's a-gonna drive all the way back It's a big black pill, so long and round To a driver it's a West Coast Turnaround It's for the fever That ol' Freightliner fever Well, I passed Big Dave up in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania And I passed ol' Nat down in Shreveport, Louisiana Dick Curless got a-hung on a hill up in Maine I pulled him on over with my forty-foot chain He's got the fever He got the Freightliner fever I been a-passin' everything from a Jimmy to a Greyhound bus I'm 'onna spend a few days out on the West Coast to end-a my run In my big Freightliner and a little bit of luck I'm 'onna pass Red Simpson in his runaway truck Then he'll get the fever He'll get the Freightliner fever Big James said, What are you carryin' in that cigarette pack? I said, I got my second driver, and he's a-gonna drive all the way back It's a big black pill, so long and round To a driver it's a West Coast Turnaround It's for the fever That ol' Freightliner fever That ol' Freightliner fever Yeah, that ol' Freightliner fever