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Burns Fred
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Burns Fred
Chrome nose in the dusk Diesel on my cuffs Ten wheels talk tough When the yard gates shut CB crack, "Who's that?" It’s me, no cap Sleeper full of plaques And a duffel in the back Cross-state, blacktop Mud on the step She likes my slow roll And my cold hard check Handle on the wheel Chain on my chest I don’t chase a lot But I’m built for the test She said, "Where you headed?" I said, "Straight through" If you need a ride Baby, I need you Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Roll up, then I go Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Love on the road Cold on the road Fuel stop smile, she was trouble in boots Asked for my name, I said, "Baby, it’s proof" Proof I can haul, proof I can hold Proof I can slide when the nights get cold Sleeper cab dreams and a hand on the map Paper route king with the work in the back No fairy tale, I’m a freight-line saint Heart on the line with a steel frame bank She likes the badge on the door, the shine on the rim I like the way that she talk when the odds look slim We take the long way, never miss a beat Tailpipe singing while the world go sleep She said, "Where you headed?" I said, "Straight through" If you need a ride Baby, I need you Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Roll up, then I go Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Love on the road Cold on the road Exit sign glow, but I don’t slow down Same old game, new town, new crown She on the line when the miles get mean Said, "Come back clean" I said, "I’m coming mean" Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Roll up, then I go Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Big Rig Romeo Love on the road Cold on the road