Bullshippers — текст песни (Dave Dudley)

This ol` rig that I`m drivin` ain`t the sharpest on the road
These ol` bulls that I`m haulin` ain`t perfumed
But if it wasn`t for a lot of those truck drivers just like me
Then who would bring those T-bone steaks to you
We`re the bullshippers big bullshippers a haulin` them ol` bulls across the land
We`re the bullshippers big bullshippers bullshippin` truck drivin` men

This ain`t the best job in this world that I know
And some people may look down their nose at me
But I`d rather be a struggling with these ol` rowdy bulls then a haulin` a load of TNT
We`re the bullshippers...

There`s a lotta pretty wairesses that I always see every time I`m making my run
Well I tell `em that I love `em but they just laugh and say
You big bullshippin` son of a gun
We`re the bullshippers...
Yeah we`re the bullshippers...