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I drove a Jimmy diesel from Mojave, up to the summit of Cajon, Headed down the hill to San Bernadino Pushed by twenty tons of silt and stone, The warning buzzer sounded, I was low on air, I checked the pressure gauge and there was no pressure there, I looked at the deep and rocky canyon down below, And I said man, what a way to go.
I saw a red light in my side view mirror, I knew there was a highway man behind, I tried to shift her down one but I missed her, Then she really started to unwind. Well that patrolman passed me like I was standin` still His siren started screamin` as he headed down the hill, That highway man had got a crazy notion I could see, He was gonna try to clear the road for me. I read a sign, trucks 30 miles per hour, I watched the hand go round and hit the peg, That patrol car was burnin` up the highway, And I was on him like a license tag, I started toward the ditch then I lost my nerve, I side swiped a bob-tail as I straightened the curve, I opened up my eyes and I was back on level ground, But it took five more miles to shut her down.
That highway man walked up and put his hand out, And I reached out and shook it like a man, He shook me loose and said lets see your license, And don`t get wise with me I`ll run you in, Now Where`s your registration, who owns that machine, He wrote me up a ticket longer than a witches dream, There`s a lot of things in this ole world I don`t understand, One of thems a doggone highway man, one of thems a dog gone highway man.
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