Truck Stop Girl

Written by Lowell George and Bill Payne Tailights flickerin', as he pulled up to a truckstop The same old crowd was hangin' out again tonight He said, "Fill up my tank while I go check my load It feels like it's shifting all around" He was the kind of man, do all he could Above all he had integrity But he was so young And on a ten city run In love with a truck stop girl As he went inside, he was merrily greeted By the girl with whom he was in love She held out a gla*s and said, "Have another This is the last time we can meet" With her hair piled up high and a look in her eye That would turn any good man's blood to wine All his eyes could see, well all his eyes could see Was the stare from all those around him He ran out to the lot, and climbed into his rig And drove off without tightening down It was a terrilble thing, to see what remained Of the rig that poor Danny was in And he was so young and on a ten city run In love with a truck stop girl But he was so young, and on a ten city run In love with a truck stop girl