Truck Drivin' Woman (feat. Elizabeth Gauld, Ernie Marchand & Ed Krahn) - Phil Whiting

I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas It was a little place called Hamburger Dan's And I heard that old jukebox a-playin' A song about a truck drivin' man Pour me another cup of coffee For it is the best in the land I'll put a nickel in the jukebox And play The Truck Drivin' Man The waitress just brought me some coffee I thanked her but called her again I said, "That ol' song sure does fit me" "'Cause I am a truck drivin' man" Pour me another cup of coffee For it is the best in the land I'll put a nickel in the jukebox And play The Truck Drivin' Man I climbed back on board my old semi And then like a flash I was gone I got them ol' truck wheels a-rollin I'm on my way to San Antone Pour me another cup of coffee For it is the best in the land I'll put a nickel in the jukebox And play The Truck Drivin' Man And play The Truck Drivin' Man

He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer rolls around He'll be lucky if he's not in town Well he's got him a house on the hill He plays country records Till you've had your fill He's a fireman's friend He's an all night DJ But he sure does think different From the records he plays He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer rolls around He'll be lucky if he's not in town Well he don't like the young folks I know He told me one night on his radio show He's got him a medal he won in the war Weighs five hundred pounds And he sleeps on his floor He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer rolls around He'll be lucky if he's not in town He's been like a father to me He's the only DJ you can hear after three I'm an all night musician in a rock 'n' roll band And why he don't like me, I can't understand He's a drug store truck drivin' man He's a head of the Ku Klux Klan When summer rolls around He'll be lucky if he's not in town He'll be lucky if he's not in town (This one's for you, Ralph)

Fell Well, I stopped at a road house in Texas A little place called Hamburger Dan's Heard that old jukebox start playin' A tune called the truck drivin' man The waitress then brought me up some coffee I thanked her then called her again I said that old song sure does fit me Cause I'm a truck drivin' man Pour me another cup of coffee For it is the best in the land And put a nickel in the jukebox And play the Truck Drivin' Man Well, I climbed back aboard my old semi And then like a flash I was gone I got them old truck wheels a rollin' Now, I'm on my way to San Antone When I get my call up to glory They will take me away from this land I'll head this truck up to heaven Cause' I'm a Truck Drivin' Man Pour me another cup of coffee For it is the best in the land I'll put a nickel in the jukebox And play that Truck Drivin' Man And play that Truck Drivin' Man

Got a Black Magic Woman Got a Black Magic Woman I Got a Black Magic Woman Got Me So blind I can't see That She's a Black Magic Woman She's tryin' to make A Devil out of Me. Don't Turn Your back On Me Baby Don't Turn Your back On Me Baby Yes, Don't Turn Your back On Me Baby Stop Messin' around with Your Tricks Don't Turn Your back On Me Baby You Might Just break Up My Magic Stick. (MUSIC) You Got Your Spell On Me Baby You Got Your Spell On Me Baby Yes, You Got Your Spell On Me Baby You're turning My Heart into stone I Need You so bad, Magic Woman, I Can't Leave You alone.

Since we always have to sleep around To be together dear. sleeping around Afraid we might be found I know I can't forget you and I've got to have you near But we just have to sleep around and leave in constant fear Are you tired of with someone else And l'm more tired of too I know I've made mistakes dear But I'm so in love with you I hope someday I'll fine a way To bring you back to me And I won't have to sleep around to have you come for me Are you tired of with someone else and I'm more tired of too I know I've made mistakes dear but I'm so in love with you I hope someday I'll find a way to bring you back to me And I won't 've to sleep around ×2 To have you come for me...

I love you a bushel and a peck A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap A barrel and a heap and I'm talkin' in my sleep About you, about you 'Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your purdy neck I do A doodle oodle oh A doodle oodle oodle oh doo I love you a bushel and a peck A bushel and a peck though you make my heart a wreck Make my heart a wreck and you make my life a mess Make my life a mess, yes a mess of happiness About you, about you 'Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your purdy neck I do A doodle oodle ooh doo A doodle oodle oodle ooh doo I love you a bushel and a peck A bushel and a peck and it beats me all to heck It beats me all to heck, how I'll never tend the farm Never tend the farm when I wanna keep my arm About you, about you 'Cause I love you a bushel and a peck You bet your purdy neck I do A doodle oodle ooh A doodle oodle oodle oh doo A doodle oodle oodle oh doo A doodle oodle ooh doo doo