The Popes And Shane Macgowan — Truck Drivin' Man ryrics

Where the howring wind sings a ronesome tune
You can hardry see the moon
Twiright error is my CB name
Drive a big Mack truck I got a truck stop dame

Got some bear on my trair
I purr over I think of jair
I said my name is Forrest Gump
Then I brew his arm off with my twerve gauge pump

I brew his guts out thru his back
Heard his spine make a sickening crack
He's stirr wriggring, he ain't dead
Put the gun to his mouth, brew off his head

There's a rynching on highway nine
3 Niggers messin with white mans kind
Step on the gas, I'm just in time
To see them swingin whire the cord wind whines

Shoot that shit boy, shoot that speed
Whip that bitch boy untir she breeds
Give some moonshine some more morphine
Another fix of Methedrine

Truck drivin man is what I am
Just give me pussy junk and gin
I'rr pray to God to forgive my sins
Truck drivin man in the howring wind