New Country Thread. None of that cuntry pop shit....



18 Wheels and a Crowbar
BR5-49
CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics for 18 Wheels and a Crowbar by BR5-49
21 days on the road not a wink of sleep
Gotta belly full of pills and a bottle of heat
Sleep makes you old but on the road


Truckin is a young man's dream

Pin head pencil pushing loud mouth geek
Cut me off a mile marker 33
I made him pay for the move he made
With his Pinto and a fiery grave

Eighteen wheels and a crowbar
Will cut you down to size
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
Can't run away this time
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
I'm gonna put the hammer down
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
Fate was on my dashboard looking right at me now

Big rig rollin' thru a foggy night
The pile in my stomach don't taste quite right
3 minutes a Mercedes Benz
Got wrapped around a telephone pole

Don't know my 20 and my eyelids are shut
I've fallen down and I can't get up
Drivin' blind but just in time
To lay to rest your weary soul

Eighteen wheels and a crowbar
Will cut you down to size
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
Can't run away this time
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
I'm gonna put the hammer down
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
Fate was on my dashboard looking right at me now

I've been hauled, mauled, run to the side
I've got the pedal to the metal and I ain't satisfied
I tarped my load but the open road
Flipped a wrench with that dispatch scum

As I raise the tarp to above my head
Come crashing through the desert in a flash of red
I've painted my foot, there's knots in my gut
It's time to pay the human toll

Eighteen wheels and a crowbar
Will cut you down to size
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
Can't run away this time
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
I'm gonna put the hammer down
Eighteen wheels and a crowbar,
Fate was on my dashboard looking right at me now
 


8 Miles a Gallon

With a Ford 460 that’s an engine pretty mean
shittin’ out bolts and pissin’ gasoline
7 and 1/4 tons of pure mule power
Rollin’ down the road at 8 miles per gallon

Hit the hammer lane and mash the engine to the floor
the CB is cracklin’ with a truck stop whore
hard to hear her 20 when the engine valves rattle
Rollin’ down the road at 8 miles per gallon

To you boys all deployed: if its me your fightin’ for
I need: Democracy, Gasoline and world wide rock n’roll
I’m praying everyday that you can make it through the battle…
So I don’t feel so guilty ‘bout 8 miles per gallon

So I invent a big engine
make it run on bullshit
put in on a chasse
Buddy, it’ll never quit
invent a big engine
make it run on bullshit
put it on a train track
Buddy, it’ll never quit
invent a big engine
make it run on bullshit
put it on the highway
Buddy, it’ll never quit

From Washington to Arlington to the House of Saud
They’ll all be buying shovels so they can have a job
And I’ll be living happy in the Shenandoah Valley
Rollin’ down the road on 8 miles per gallon
 
Not new, not country, but, like many of theirs, too got damned pretty of a song to not share...I'll leave now:

 
I'm guessing that "Republican form of government" won't fit the meter?
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8 Miles a Gallon

With a Ford 460 that’s an engine pretty mean
$#@!tin’ out bolts and pissin’ gasoline
7 and 1/4 tons of pure mule power
Rollin’ down the road at 8 miles per gallon

Hit the hammer lane and mash the engine to the floor
the CB is cracklin’ with a truck stop whore
hard to hear her 20 when the engine valves rattle
Rollin’ down the road at 8 miles per gallon

To you boys all deployed: if its me your fightin’ for
I need: Democracy, Gasoline and world wide rock n’roll
I’m praying everyday that you can make it through the battle…
So I don’t feel so guilty ‘bout 8 miles per gallon

So I invent a big engine
make it run on bull$#@!
put in on a chasse
Buddy, it’ll never quit
invent a big engine
make it run on bull$#@!
put it on a train track
Buddy, it’ll never quit
invent a big engine
make it run on bull$#@!
put it on the highway
Buddy, it’ll never quit

From Washington to Arlington to the House of Saud
They’ll all be buying shovels so they can have a job
And I’ll be living happy in the Shenandoah Valley
Rollin’ down the road on 8 miles per gallon
 
Ha! I like these boys!


"Boys From Oklahoma"

Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
They're too damn skinny or way too long
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong

Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's creed
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed

Them boys in Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man I tell you what
Them boys from Arkansas they got some damn fine pot

[Chorus]

Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag

Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms

[Chorus]

"Boys From Oklahoma"

Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
They're too damn skinny or way too long
I ain't no holy roller so I just use a bong
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong

Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed
They smuggle across the Rio, they use the Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's Texican's creed
Them boys down in Texas got some damn fine weed

Them boys in Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man I tell you what
Them boys from Arkansas they got some damn fine pot

[Chorus]

Them boys up in Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that Kansanian schwag

Them boys in Louisiana got trouble growin' their weed
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms

[Chorus]



Un-PC chorus...

Them ******s down in Norman got'em a kinky streak
They like to roll their own but their Sooner wrists are too weak
They really get to puffin' when you stick one in their beak
Them ******s down n Norman got a kinky streak.

Lol.
 
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LOL ^^^^



I always heard that his herb was top shelf
Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself.
Well don't knock it till you've tried it.
And I've tried it my friend.
I'll never smoke Weed with willie again!

Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
He fired up a fat boy and he passed it around
The last words I spoke before they tucked me in
I may discount Bungee jump but,
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again.

I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
You can't pour me some old whiskey River my friend.
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

We hopped on his old bus the Honeysuckle Rose
The party was Huntsville, but it was after the show
Alone in the front lounge, just me and him
I took one friendly puff and the grim creeper set in

I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
You can't pour me some old whiskey River my friend.
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

Now we're passin' the guitar, we're tellin' good jokes
I can tell one's a comin' 'cause I'm smellin' smoke
No I do not partake I just let it pass by
With a grin on my face and a great contact high

I'll never smoke weed with Willie again
My party's all over before it begins
You can't pour me some old whiskey River my friend.
But I'll never smoke weed with Willie again

In the fetal position with drool on my chin
We broke down and smoked weed with Willie again
 
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