Bobby Bare – The Worlds Last Truck Drivin Man (Guitar)

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The year is two thousand and eighty

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And hardly a highway remains

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Gone are the days of the diesel

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And songs about wrecks in the rain

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The Macs and MacLeans have all rusted away

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The Harvesters rot in the sand

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And in a deserted truck stop sits Tennessee Thompson

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The world's last truck drivin' man

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He lit up the world's last Lucky

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Got his last cup of coffee refilled

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Then he stared at the sky for one final high

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Took the world's last little white pill

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He said world you are losin' your truckers

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And your suckers do not give a damn

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You're freightin' in space and there just ain't no place

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For a hard ridin' truck drivin' man

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The world's last truck drivin' man

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His left arm is losin' its tan

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The rest all went broke and just went up in smoke

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He's the world's last truck drivin' man

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Then he sat there and drank to old mem'ries

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And Doreen sat there dryin' his tears

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Doreen was the world's last truck stoppin' waitress

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She was weary and worn with the years

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So he put his last dime in the world's last jukebox

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For the lady he'd loved for so long

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And there in that deserted truck stop they danced

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To the world's last truck drivin' song

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Then he climbed up inside his ol' semi

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And Doreen she crawled up at his side

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He shifted it down and the diesel's sad sound

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Said this is your last homeward ride

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So he whispered 10-4 to her and the Lord

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As the microphone fell from his hand

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And he came to the exit marked Tennessee Thompson

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The world's last truck drivin' man

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He was high ballin' straight through them bright pearly gates

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When behind in the dust of his rig

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Come the wailin' siren of ol' Smokey McKenzie

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The world's last interstate pig

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Hear 'em roar see 'em fly past the clouds through the sky

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On that highway that don't have an end

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But you know that's heaven for Tennessee Thompson

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The world's last truck drivin' man and Doreen

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The world's last truck drivin' man