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Harkening back to when I used to live in Austin, Texas … one of my all-time favorite artists is Alvin Crow. And one of my all-time favorites of his songs is _(The Texas Kid’s) Retirement Run_.
You can listen to the song on Youtube, at:
. The video is pretty nice, though it usually shows a 10-wheel semi, rather than the 18-wheeler mentioned in the song.
I’ve searched the interwebs to no avail, looking for the lyrics. Finally gave up and manually transcribed them as best I could. The result is included below, for your dining and dancing pleasure.
There’s one place where I’m not sure I got it right. It’s at 0:58in the youtube video. The lyrics here seem to be, “ He double clutchin’ that old Troggie through fifteen gears ino high.” I’m not at all sure that “troggie” is tthe correct word, and absolutely ignorant of what it refers to.
Any help in figuring out the correct word (and any explanation of what it means) would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance!
(The Texas kid’s) Retirement Run - lyrics (as best I’ve been able to figure them out):
He tucked his head beneath his Stetson as he left Laredo behind.
He had to stop in Galveston to bid his sweet Corrina goodbye.
She said, "Baby, Baby,please don't go with that evil load out of Mexico."
He said, " Don't worry, Darlin', your Daddy's been livin' right."
And there was eighteen wheels rollin' heavy out of Galveston
To that cold Atlantic seaboard from that hot, hot Texas sun.
Well, he ain't stoppin' nowhere along that road.
He's runnin'heavy with that overweight contraband gold.
The Texas kid is makin'his retirement run.
He double clutchin' that old Troggie (?) through fifteen gears into high.
It was a KW rig and the kid could make the Cadillac fly.
He was a-suckin' on a dude in between his lips,
a-thinkin' 'bout the haul he'd make on this last trip
And he waved politely as a Carolna ranger went by.
And there was eighteen wheels rollin' heavy out of Galveston
To that cold Atlantic seaboard from that hot, hot Texas sun.
Well, he ain't stoppin' nowhere along that road.
He's runnin'heavy with that overweight contraband gold.
The Texas kid is makin'his retirement run.
<instrumental>
And there was big black Firestones rolling cross that wide concrete.
He turned off that Jersey Turnpike and onto the bayou street.
Then he met his man and he made his deal.
He slid from behind the big old semi wheel
Then on his way back to Galveston he leaned back in the jetliner seat.
And there was eighteen wheels rollin' heavy out of Galveston
To that cold Atlantic seaboard from that hot, hot Texas sun.
Well, he ain't stoppin' nowhere along that road.
He's runnin'heavy with that overweight contraband gold.
The Texas kid is makin' his retirement run.
Yeah, Lord, I said, the Texas kid is makin' his retirement run.
You can listen to the song on Youtube, at:
I’ve searched the interwebs to no avail, looking for the lyrics. Finally gave up and manually transcribed them as best I could. The result is included below, for your dining and dancing pleasure.
There’s one place where I’m not sure I got it right. It’s at 0:58in the youtube video. The lyrics here seem to be, “ He double clutchin’ that old Troggie through fifteen gears ino high.” I’m not at all sure that “troggie” is tthe correct word, and absolutely ignorant of what it refers to.
Any help in figuring out the correct word (and any explanation of what it means) would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance!
(The Texas kid’s) Retirement Run - lyrics (as best I’ve been able to figure them out):
He tucked his head beneath his Stetson as he left Laredo behind.
He had to stop in Galveston to bid his sweet Corrina goodbye.
She said, "Baby, Baby,please don't go with that evil load out of Mexico."
He said, " Don't worry, Darlin', your Daddy's been livin' right."
And there was eighteen wheels rollin' heavy out of Galveston
To that cold Atlantic seaboard from that hot, hot Texas sun.
Well, he ain't stoppin' nowhere along that road.
He's runnin'heavy with that overweight contraband gold.
The Texas kid is makin'his retirement run.
He double clutchin' that old Troggie (?) through fifteen gears into high.
It was a KW rig and the kid could make the Cadillac fly.
He was a-suckin' on a dude in between his lips,
a-thinkin' 'bout the haul he'd make on this last trip
And he waved politely as a Carolna ranger went by.
And there was eighteen wheels rollin' heavy out of Galveston
To that cold Atlantic seaboard from that hot, hot Texas sun.
Well, he ain't stoppin' nowhere along that road.
He's runnin'heavy with that overweight contraband gold.
The Texas kid is makin'his retirement run.
<instrumental>
And there was big black Firestones rolling cross that wide concrete.
He turned off that Jersey Turnpike and onto the bayou street.
Then he met his man and he made his deal.
He slid from behind the big old semi wheel
Then on his way back to Galveston he leaned back in the jetliner seat.
And there was eighteen wheels rollin' heavy out of Galveston
To that cold Atlantic seaboard from that hot, hot Texas sun.
Well, he ain't stoppin' nowhere along that road.
He's runnin'heavy with that overweight contraband gold.
The Texas kid is makin' his retirement run.
Yeah, Lord, I said, the Texas kid is makin' his retirement run.
