The House That Peterbilt (Live at the 9:30)

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 Bend I always take my time A maverick moon miner sipping sunshine Hauled ass to Memphis, I spoke to the Pharoah He told me his dreams, I counted the sparrows Steve McQueen's got nothing on me I take you back, west of Pleiades 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 pay my dues So sit your ass down, 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 roller preacher rolling trucker A preacher, a trucker, a highroller A holy roller preacher rolling trucker, yeah Road, yeah