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By: Cedric McClester Cigarettes coffee and my radio An egg fried over easy On wheat toast to go Before I face the morning rush The fender benders and the crush Of traffic patterns gone quite bad And people who appear quite mad Now you can say what you will But it takes patience and some skill To ride the highways of this land I wonder if you understand I’m on the road from dawn to dusk And sometimes there’s the smell of must Underneath my arms from sweat But I’m still driving Ain’t stopped yet So pardon me if I’m defensive About the fact I smell offensive Now you can say what you will But it takes patience and some skill To ride the highways of this land I wonder if you understand One day I know I’ll pack it in And talk about places I’ve been And all the things that I’ve seen From Seattle to Abilene But right now I’m on the move It’s time for me to show and prove Now you can say what you will But it takes patience and some skill To ride the highways of this land I wonder if you understand (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 7:34 AM UTC
TRUCK DIVER
By: Cedric McClester Cigarettes coffee and my radio An egg fried over easy On wheat toast to go Before I face the morning rush The fender benders and the crush Of traffic patterns gone quite bad And people who appear quite mad Now you can say what you will But it takes patience and some skill To ride the highways of this land I wonder if you understand I’m on the road from dawn to dusk And sometimes there’s the smell of must Underneath my arms from sweat But I’m still driving Ain’t stopped yet So pardon me if I’m defensive About the fact I smell offensive Now you can say what you will But it takes patience and some skill To ride the highways of this land I wonder if you understand One day I know I’ll pack it in And talk about places I’ve been And all the things that I’ve seen From Seattle to Abilene But right now I’m on the move It’s time for me to show and prove Now you can say what you will But it takes patience and some skill To ride the highways of this land I wonder if you understand (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
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Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 7:34 AM UTC
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