The House That Peterbilt

When I talk, talk on the C.B. Yeah, I scare men My, my tire knockers rock The parking lot quite a lot, yeah Rolled along 40 and roared down 10 Released my cargo around the Big Bend I always take my time A maverick moon miner sipping sunshine Hauled a*s to Memphis, I spoke to the Pharoah He told me his dreams, I counted the sparrows Steve McQueen's got nothing on me I take you back, west of Pleiades You want someone to talk to Well, I'm your man I've seen it all And I know where you live High time honey, hell yeah Watcha know, I'm back again, yeah Roll, roll down highways With a vengeance, yeah I never ever sweated for the fortune and fame game Nevertheless, I'm flying down the left lane I always pay my dues So sit your a*s down, I'll show you how they used to You want someone to talk to Well, I'm your man I've seen it all And I know where you live, yeah A preacher, a trucker, a highroller A holy roller preacher rolling trucker A preacher, a trucker, a highroller A holy roller preacher rolling trucker, yeah Road, yeah