East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there,
I'm east bound just watch ol'Abrignac run!
Verse 1:
Keep your foot hard on the peddle,
son never mind them brakes,
let it all hang out 'cause we've got a run to make.
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta
and there's beer in Texarkana,
and we'll bring it back no matter what it takes!
Chorus:
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there,
I'm east bound just watch ol'Abrignac run!
( instrumental )
Chorus:
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there,
I'm east bound just watch ol'Abrignac run!
Verse 2:
Old Smokey's got them ears on,
he's hot on your trail,
and he ain't gonna rest 'till you're in jail.
So you gotta dodge him, you gotta duck him,
You've gotta keep that diesel truckin,
just put that hammer down and give it hell!
Chorus:
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
a'we gonna do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there,
I'm east bound just watch ol'Abrignac run!