Peterbilt Coalmine Songtext
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Peterbilt Coalmine Songtext
I been eyeing up a coal mine baby
I been eyeing up a Peterbilt truck
And I been listening to the radio sometimes
And it′s making my backbone wilt
I been dreaming of a mighty mighty red
And a thatch roof hut that I put awning in
You gotta figure there's a local ′round the bend
With a shiny red barstool and my name's on it
Has the record stopped spinning
Has the other boot dropped
Is my palm flame burning out
Keep my eye upon the blue jay flying
From your collar to your hip bone baby
I don't expect it to be on you always
But surprise me with it one day maybe
The way you did when I came in from the cold
Nothing on you but a devil wide grin
And I don′t imagine I could tire of the act
But what a lonely lonely road it′s been
Has the record stopped spinning
Has the other boot dropped
Is my palm flame burning out
And has the band moved on
And left me on the farm
Is my rock and roll nerve all spent
Just a flaming heart on an old man's arm
Has the record stopped spinning
Has the other boot dropped
Is my palm flame burning out
And has the band moved on
And left me on the farm
Is my rock and roll nerve all spent
Just a flaming heart on an old man′s arm
I been eyeing up a coal mine baby
I been eyeing up a Peterbilt truck
And I been listening to the radio sometimes
I been eyeing up a Peterbilt truck
And I been listening to the radio sometimes
And it′s making my backbone wilt
I been dreaming of a mighty mighty red
And a thatch roof hut that I put awning in
You gotta figure there's a local ′round the bend
With a shiny red barstool and my name's on it
Has the record stopped spinning
Has the other boot dropped
Is my palm flame burning out
Keep my eye upon the blue jay flying
From your collar to your hip bone baby
I don't expect it to be on you always
But surprise me with it one day maybe
The way you did when I came in from the cold
Nothing on you but a devil wide grin
And I don′t imagine I could tire of the act
But what a lonely lonely road it′s been
Has the record stopped spinning
Has the other boot dropped
Is my palm flame burning out
And has the band moved on
And left me on the farm
Is my rock and roll nerve all spent
Just a flaming heart on an old man's arm
Has the record stopped spinning
Has the other boot dropped
Is my palm flame burning out
And has the band moved on
And left me on the farm
Is my rock and roll nerve all spent
Just a flaming heart on an old man′s arm
I been eyeing up a coal mine baby
I been eyeing up a Peterbilt truck
And I been listening to the radio sometimes
Writer(s): Thomas Luke Doucet, Melissa Jean Mcclelland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

