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A rewritten reaction to the senseless convoy in USA/Canada


(Maga Truckers) On The Road

An old Trucker went Driving out
One dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested
As he went along his way
When all at once a mighty queue
Of red eyed Magas he saw
Driving through the ragged roads
And up the cloudy pass
Their exhausts were still on fire
And their Trucks were made of steel
Their Tires were red and shiny
And their Hot heat he could feel
A bolt of pity went through him
As they thundered through the road
For he saw the Truckers coming hard
And he heard their mournful cry
Yippie-yi-o
Yippie-yi-yay
Maga Truckers on the road
Their faces gaunt
Their eyes were blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that Truth
But he ain't caught it yet
'Cause they've got to Drive forever
On that road up in the land
On Trucks snorting fire
As they drive on, hear their cry
As the Truckers loped on by him
He heard one call his name
'If you wanna save your soul
From hell a-riding on our range
Then, Trucker, change your Votes today
Or with us you will Drive
Trying to catch the devil's Truth
Across these endless Roads
Yippie-yi-o
Yippie-yi-yay
Maga Truckers in the sky
Maga Truckers in the sky
Maga Truckers in the sky

Original text: Stan Jones




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Publicerad 2022-03-18 15:38



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