Calling All Trucks

(Tim Hicks, Jeff Coplan, Noll Billings)

© Tim Hicks Music (SOCAN) / ole Red Cap Songs (ASCAP)/Roots Three Music (SOCAN), Administered by ole / Cry Angel Songs (BMI) / 3rd Nineteen Publishing (BMI), administered by ClearBox Rights

Four by fours, rev 'em on up

A brand new Ford or a bucket of rust

Backroads are calling, calling all trucks

I know a place where ain't no car can go

Just a winding beat-up sweet old stretch of a road

Ain't no stop signs, ain't got no white lines

It's a let's get down, all round, wanna have a good time

So all you thrillbillies living in the hillies

Get loud, come on now, are you with me?

Four by fours, rev 'em on up

A brand new Ford or a bucket of rust

Riding low, black diamond chrome

Jacked up, mud flaps, hands out the window

Pedal down, spinning those tires

Rubber on dirt, hearts on fire

Kicking up, ripping up dust

Backroads are calling, calling all trucks

Damn this front seat, man, one sure looks sweet

You little kitty sitting pretty right next to me

It's gonna get good, this lead foot's ready to go

So buckle on up and crank up the radio

Let's kick it, full throttle, grab a full bottle

Raise 'em on up, everybody holler

Four by fours, rev 'em on up

A brand new Ford or a bucket of rust

Riding low, black diamond chrome

Jacked up, mud flaps, hands out the window

Pedal down, spinning those tires

Rubber on dirt, hearts on fire

Kicking up, ripping up dust

Backroads are calling, calling all trucks

Yeah, calling all trucks

Call up the crew, spread the word

Let's go flying like a free bird

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Four by fours, rev 'em on up

A brand new Ford or a bucket of rust

Riding low, black diamond chrome

Jacked up, mud flaps, hands out the window

Pedal down, spinning those tires

Rubber on dirt, hearts on fire

Kicking up, ripping up dust

Backroads are calling, calling all trucks

Calling all trucks

Call up the crew, spread the word

Let's go flying like a free bird