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Me an' Earl was workin' the outside a' that Ogallala?
When outta town a local clown in a '65 Impala
Had a tail flyin' off a' his whip antenna

We was haulin' a load a' go-go girls
'em over to O-town
Old boy got on his
Says "How's a little showdown?"

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So get yer bets down
'Cause old truck gonna make us a buck
Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out
Swing them and away we go

Wake up, Earl, we gots to race that pile a' junk over ta Platte city

Well, one-eyed bears and wild
We got the back pad-locked
He says, "Bet five bucks and a a' beef,
"I can beat them ta Flat Rock."

You that, Earl? He says he's gonna whip Ol' Bessie here!

I says, "Call your five and ya ten
"Jes' that Chevy goodby, boy
"'Cause when Bessie hits that floatin'
"You gonna be eatin' pie. Yeah."

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So ev'rybody get yer down
'Cause old truck gonna make us a buck
She gonna round them at thirty gees
A trunk full a' cows an' a full a' bees

it up a notch, Earl.
Yeah, that's it. That's gear! C'mon Bessie!

Well, it on in and head it for the barn
If we win, we gonna sell the farm

If this old wreck break my neck,
We gonna take cows to a discatheque

I says, "Come on, Earl, let's it a whirl.
"That Chevy is up speed."
Well, we crossed the Platte at a hundred
Old Bessie was the weeds

We definitely was in that lane.

Yeah, we won the race a bovine ace
When the made a fatal pass
Yeah, he got too
Got a dose a' that good ol' Hereford gas.
Phew!

Hot damn, I'm a man,
So get yer bets down
'Cause this old truck's gonna make us a
rollin' the boulevard shakedown

Hot damn, I'm a man
And I sorta like ta put my down
This old rig gonna blow wig
Got girls and a Peterbilt cab
Gonna see ya all out on the for a showdown