Buck Owens - Woman Truck Driving Fool lyrics

(Doyle Holly) I've heard guys tell of their sweethearts of how they sew and cook I've heard so many stories I could prob'ly write the book. Now listen while I tell you and don't think I blew my cool But this girl I'm gonna tell you is a woman truck driving fool. She's named her rig the Applejack it's the fastest what I've seen There's curtains in the windows with poky dots of green If you ever tried the raider that's when you'll learn the rule There'll be no need to tell you she's a woman truck driving fool. --- Instrumental --- She hauls straight from St Louis then New Orleans and back You oughta see her jam the gears watch the black smoke from her stack You can rave about your women but here's one tied in the wool Boys I'm here to tell you she's a woman truck driving fool. I've heard guys tell of their sweethearts of how they sew and cook I've heard so many stories I could prob'ly write the book. Now listen while I tell you and don't think I blew my cool But this girl I'm gonna tell you is a woman truck driving fool...