Red Simpson - Runaway Truck | Текст песни

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Well, I loaded my truck in ol' LA
and everything was a goin' fine,
I was on my way to Bakersfield,
I headin' down that ol' Grapevine.
I was drivin' along feelin' mighty good,
oh I didn't have a care
'Til I reached for the brakes
and I found out I didn't have any there.

Runaway, I'm a goin' down, down, down.
Runaway, dangerous curves all around.
If I get out of this truck alive,
well there's one thing for sure,
I ain't a gonna drive these big ol' trucks no more.

Well, I started pickin' up speed
as each white line I passed by,
and I knew if I didn't ride 'er out that I was a sure to die.
My head started thumpin' my heart started beatin'
I didn't know what to do,
and that's when I heard myself a sayin' a prayer or two.

Well, I finally reached the bottom, boy was I shook up.
I opened the door and I fallen out and walked away from that truck.
I caught a ride to the nearest town
where I called my boss on the phone
I said if you want that big-eyed monster
she's a sittin' out there alone.

Runaway I'm a goin' down, down, down.
Runaway, dangerous curves all around.
Well, I got outta that truck alive,
and there's one thing for sure,
I ain't a gonna drive them big ol' trucks no more.
I ain't a gonna drive them big ol' trucks no more.

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