The lights of the city are fadin’ tonight The dogs and the chains and the tarps are all tight My windshield and mirrors are shiny and clear So watch the revs rise as I reach for top gear
Oh 42 tyres I hear your sweet song The gauges are steady as I roll along Tomorrow will find me another new day And the west will be 42 tyres away
Hey taxman and scalies don’t baulk me tonight I’ve been on the bridge and my scales are right No permit I need mines an interstate load So give me a go at that old top end road
Hey 42 tyres I hear your sweet song The gauges are steady as I roll along Tomorrow will find me another new day And the west will be 42 tyres away
Tourists beware of this big ring of mine Caravanners keep to your side of the line The wind in the tarp rope is music to me I’m loaded at last and I sing for I’m free
Hey 42 tyres I hear your sweet song The gauges are steady as I roll along Tomorrow will find me another new day And the west will be 42 tyres awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
