Haulin' Ass
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Haulin' Ass lyrics

AlbumThe Squeeze
Year2017
GenreCountry
Original languageEnglish
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There ain't no money haulin' horses and the cattle markets dry Them chickens don't pay chicken feed and that ain't gonna fly So I found myself a market and which special lies You need your burau transported buddy I'm your guy I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) Don't give that mule a second thought I'll get her there first class Yeah and if you hear the brae you better get out of my way I'm tearing up the highway haulin' ass I got stopped out on old 94 just south of Lincolnshire This trooper and mirror and shades said: Son now where the fire, I clocked you 20 over, what's the hurry why so fast? Said I got myself a deadline haulin' ass I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) Turn the other way officer and let me fly right past Well you know I hate to wait, I'm just stubborn as my great Just tearing up the highway hammer down I'm haulin' ass Well there's troops, clubs and gatherings at every county fair And their handing out blue ribbons to every Jack and Jenny there They use them for companionship, protection and for show And a host of sorted other things I would not care to know (know, know) I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) They just pay to have them hauled away And brother I don't last I'm just your average honky making money moving donkey Tearing up the highway jamming gears I'm haulin' ass Haulin' ass (Haulin' ass) Traffic jam in Arizona cooking up a high aroma Red taillights started partn like the sea People plugging up their noses, let me pass right through like mosses And I was on my to Calvary, Tennessee I'm haulin' ass (haulin ass) I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) There the noblest of creatures, hey brother don't you laugh You know that Jesus rode one and mother Mary owned one So hold your head up high if your out here haulin' ass Haulin' ass (haulin' ass) I'm haulin' ass (haulin' ass) My professional title may sound a little craz Yeah the old girl takes a ribbon for the way I make my livin' When she tells her friends her old man on the highway haulin' ass Yeah the price of rail was way to high Them critters don't like to fly Take the fee Chip with me Kiss your ass goodbye

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