Big Rig Jimmy Buffett
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[Verse 1]
If I was a road dog, baby, all of my songs were true
Reckon I'd like my whiskey drinkin' a whole lot more than I do
But I don't know about the good life, baby, not so sure it's for me
I'd much rather be home rollin' with you than watchin' Tom Snyder on TV
[Chorus]
I wish I was a big rig
Rollin' on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
Big rig, baby, rollin' on home to you
[Verse 2]
Now I been to lots of parties, spent my whole life in a bar
There's a whole lotta good lookin' women out there who think I am a star
Drinkin' and a snortin' ain't really where I am
If I had my own two ways, I'd be rollin' home to Alabam'
[Chorus]
I wish I was a big rig
Rollin' on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
A big rig, baby, rollin' on home to you
[Verse 3]
Now some day I'll be better, my ramblin' days'll be through
I won't have any more gigs to play, I'll be back home there with you
But meanwhile, wait a minute, what's that thing I see?
It's a good lookin' blonde with a bottle of scotch and she wants to go home with me
If I was a road dog, baby, all of my songs were true
Reckon I'd like my whiskey drinkin' a whole lot more than I do
But I don't know about the good life, baby, not so sure it's for me
I'd much rather be home rollin' with you than watchin' Tom Snyder on TV
[Chorus]
I wish I was a big rig
Rollin' on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
Big rig, baby, rollin' on home to you
[Verse 2]
Now I been to lots of parties, spent my whole life in a bar
There's a whole lotta good lookin' women out there who think I am a star
Drinkin' and a snortin' ain't really where I am
If I had my own two ways, I'd be rollin' home to Alabam'
[Chorus]
I wish I was a big rig
Rollin' on home to you
I wish I was a big rig
A big rig, baby, rollin' on home to you
[Verse 3]
Now some day I'll be better, my ramblin' days'll be through
I won't have any more gigs to play, I'll be back home there with you
But meanwhile, wait a minute, what's that thing I see?
It's a good lookin' blonde with a bottle of scotch and she wants to go home with me
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