Lyr Req: Truck driving son of a gun

Subject: Lyr Req: Truck driving son of a gun
From: Louie Roy
Date: 08 Oct 02 - 07:48 PM

Can anyone furnish the lyrics to truck driving son of a gun.I believe Dave Dudley and Boxcar Willie did it Thanks for the help Louie Roy

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Truck driving son of a gun
From:
Date: 08 Oct 02 - 10:51 PM

Pretty retrograde stuff. My father used to play the tape while he worked on his car, and I seem to have absorbed it. Dave Dudley did it, yeah, Red Sovine too. Haven't thought about it in years -- very roughly, from memory:

I got a cute little gal in every eastern town
From Boston to St. Lou'--
There's some that I don't even know
But I'm a lookin' forward to
Cause I like my women
Everywhere I go
So roll on big wheels
Don't you roll so slow.

Big Al(?) is waitin' in Memphis
And Betty Lou in Maine
I got a good ol' gal in Knoxville
But man I forgot her name
But not her figure
I remember that
Yeah I'm a kiss-stealin'
Wheelin', dealin'
Truck-drivin' sonofagun.

I got a steady little baby
Waitin' back home for me
There are six more towns to go
Till I'm back in Tennessee
And six more women
At least I know
So roll on big wheels
Don't you roll so slow.

(Somewhere there's the tag:I'm movin' faster
Than a Jimmy-8
If you think I'm losin' time
You're runnin late).

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Truck driving son of a gun
From: Louie Roy
Date: 09 Oct 02 - 10:04 AM

Thank you Guest adavis for your speedy response.Louie Roy

Subject: Lyr Add: TRUCK DRIVIN' SON OF A GUN (from D Dudley
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 11 Oct 02 - 07:37 PM

Copied from http://www.luma-electronic.cz/lp/d/Dudley/dudley_greatest1.htm

TRUCK DRIVIN' SON OF A GUN
(Dearest Dean - Robert A. King)
« © '65 Peer International »

I got a cute little gal in every eastern town from Boston to St. Lou.
There's some that I don't even know, but I'm looking forward to.
Cause I like my women everywhere I go
So roll on, big wheels. Don't you roll so slow.

Peggy Ann is waitin' in Memphis, and Betty Lou in Maine.
I got a good ol' gal in Knoxville, but, man! I forgot her name--
But not her figure. I remember that.
Yeah, I'm a kiss-stealin' wheelin'-dealin' truck-drivin' son of a gun.

Well, there goes Joe, flyin' low, making up his time.
But where I sit, I don't believe you'd say I'm wastin' mine.
I'm movin' faster than a Jimmy-8.
If you think I'm losin' time, you're runnin' late.

I got a steady little baby waitin' back home for me,
But there are six more towns to go till I'm back in Tennessee,
And six more women at least, I know.
Yeah, I'm a kiss-stealin' wheelin'-dealin' truck-drivin' son of a gun.