Big Rig Lyrics
By: g. taylor
1975
If I was a road dog baby
All o my songs were true
Reckon I'd like my whiskey drinkin
A whole lot more than I do
But I don't know about the good life baby
Not so sure it's for me
Id much rather be home rollin with you
Than watchin tom snyder on tv
I wish I was a big rig
Rollin on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
A big rig baby
Rollin on home to you
Now I been to lots o parties
Spent my whole life in a bar
There's a whole lotta good lookin women out there
Who think I am a star
Drinkin and a snortin
Aint really where I am
If I had my own two ways
Id be rollin home to alabam
I wish I was a big rig
Rollin on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
A big rig baby
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Rollin on home to you
-- spoken: ah, go fingers, ya!
Now some day I'll be better
My ramblin daysll be through
I wont have any more gigs to play
Ill be back home there with you
But meanwhile, wait a minute
What's that thing I see
Its a good lookin blonde with a bottle of scotch
And she wants to go home with me
Shes lookin like a big rig
Rollin on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
A big rig baby
Rollin on home to you
Ya I wish I was a big rig
Rollin on home to you
Wish I was a big rig
A big rig baby
Rollin on home to you
-- spoken:
Ya I'll be home in a few days baby
Have I been good?
Ive been great!
Whoa!
