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The House That Peterbilt

This song is by Clutch and appears on the album Clutch (1995).

Original video


When I talk talk on the C.B. yeah I scare men
My my tire knockers rock the parking lot quite a lot, yeah
Rolled along 40 and roared down 10
Released my cargo around the Big Ben
I always take my time
A maverick moonminer sipping sunshine

Hauled ass to Memphis, I spoke to the Pharoah
He told me his dreams, I counted the sparrows
Steve McQueen got nothing on me
I take you back west of Pleiades

If you want someone to talk to
Well I'm your man
I've seen it all
And I know where you live

High time honey, hell yeah, watcha know, I'm back again, yeah
Roll, roll down highways with a vengeance, yeah
I never ever sweated for the fortune and fame game
Nevertheless, I'm flying down the left lane
I always paid my dues
So sit your ass down and I'll show you how they used to

You want someone to talk to
Well I'm your man
I've seen it all
And I know where you live, yeah

A preacher, a trucker, a highroller
A holy rolling preacher rolling trucker
A preacher, a trucker, a highroller
A holy roller preacher rolling trucker, yeah

Oh yeah

Written by:

Neil Fallon/Jean-Paul Gaster/Dan Maines/Tim Sult

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