Where the howling wind sings a lonesome tune You can hardly see the moon Twilight error is my CB name Drive a big Mack truck I got a truck stop dame
Got some bear on my trail I pull over I think of jail I said my name is Forrest Gump Then I blew his arm off with my twelve gauge pump
I blew his guts out thru 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
There's a lynching on highway nine 3 Niggers messin with white mans kind Step on the gas, I'm just in time To see them swingin while the cold wind whines
Shoot that shit boy, shoot that speed Whip that bitch boy until she bleeds Give some moonshine some more morphine Another fix of Methedrine
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 windTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
