Here that thread a-pullin'!
Mama, must we wait?
Just anther twenty posts to
Eighteen thousand eight
We've all been writing hard, Lord,
I know we've written plenty.
But with eighteen grand behind us,
Mama, what's another twenty?


(Whoooooooooooo! Whooooooooooooo)
(Slide steel guitar with steam chuff filling in)

Mama, it's a comin'!
Driving 'cross the land!
Mudcat Mamas bringing her through
To the great big nineteen grand,
It won't be here in a minute
Maybe even not in ninety-nine,
But I'll bet before next Christmas
Nineteen grand gonna slide across that line.

(Whoooooooooooo! Whooooooooooooo)

Some of 'em blows the whistle,
Some of 'em just talk,
Some of 'em make those numbers roll,
Including Little Hawk,
Rapaire and Jen and Stilly,
And Janie lends a hand.
Just watch them MOAB mudders,
Bring that baby home to Nineteen Grand.


(Whoooooooooooo! Whooooooooooooo)


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(Whoooooooooooo! Whooooooooooooo)

(Fade steel guitar)