Dick Curless Big Wheel Cannonball
This great & mighty nation will sing forever more.
Of pioneers, brave engineers & heroes by the score.
But the world of transportation has a new breed just as
great.
It’s the men of steel, behind the wheel, of the big
rigs hauling freight.
Listen to the rumble; listen to the roar.
Of the big wheels on the highways from the mountains to
the shore
Old Buffalo Bill & Casey Jones would never have the
gall.
To risk their fate on the interstate, on the big wheel
cannonball.
There’s a lot of speculation, when the big wheels roll
at night.
Some think their destination, is a truck stop on the
right.
With a little cat eye waitress, or a hot shot on the
make.
But some I know would rather go for the hot chuck wagon
steak.
Listen to the rumble; listen to the roar
Hear the jingle of the jukebox; see the action on the
floor.
Those giddy-up-gogo babies do the Monkey & the Crawl.
When a swinging combination plays the big wheel
cannonball.
I try to keep on schedule, the way most drivers do.
It’s food & drunk & forty winks & then go balling
through.
But tonight I’ve got a hang-up. She’s the cutest little
doll.
I’ll see you on the straightaway, on the big wheel
cannonball.
On the big wheel cannonball; on the big wheel
cannonball
Tonight she’s riding shotgun, I warn you one & all.
When a devil from St. Louie, Takes an angle on his
haul.
Don’t look for any halosround the big wheel cannonball.
