Luyện nghe bài hát Speedball Tucker

I drive a down rig on 'May-Pop' tires
foot of overload
A lot of people say I'm crazy
Because I don't how to take it slow

I got a broomstick on the
I got her opened up and head down
Nonstop back to
them West Coast turn-arounds

And they call me
Speedball
of the highways
And all them truckers
Will you that the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like

You know the may blow
The may snow
And the turnpikes, may freeze
But they don't bother ol'
He goin' any way he please

He got a on the throttle
To keep his foot a-dancin' 'round
With a cupful of black coffee
And a of West Coast turn-arounds

And they call me
Tucker
Terror of the
And all them truckers
Will you that the boy is mad
To be in a rig like that

One day I looked my rear view mirror
And a-comin' up behind
There was a Georgia policeman
And a dollar fine

Well, he me in the eye as he was writin' me up
And said, "Driver, you've been
And ninety was the route you were on
It was not the limit sign"

And they call me
Speedball
of the highways
And all them other
Will tell you the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like

Yeah, call me Speedball
Speedball
of the highways
And all other truckers
Will tell you the boy is mad
To be drivin' in a rig like