The House That Peterbilt Lyrics - Clutch - Clutch

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 

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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 

Photos 

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