The Mystery Of Life

Peterbilt drivers don't pick up low riders They don't slow for the curves in the road They hate to keep logs, they hate riders on hogs Watch out for a shift in your load When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck, if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain I wear Frisco jeans with riveted seams My money is chained to my belt I wear a cat cap, just like my pap He drove till it ruined his health Now Georgia Bill Smith wore thick glasses and boots He could see about as far as he could walk He came up too fast on that bridge overpass But the preacher sure gave a fine talk When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck, if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain I've read a few lines from the poets And sometimes I might cross the line I don't know the answer to the mystery of life But a woman sure helps pass the time When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck, if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain When I was young, I had Gene Autry guns But I never had a Lionel train Now I've got a truck, if I keep payments up And it weighs thirty tons in the rain