Bad Mother Trucker

She drove an '81 Peterbilt 18-wheeler Jet black with pink mud flaps It was a mean piece of metal with lightning in the pedal Thunder comin' out the back And them boys would chuckle when they saw her buckle Herself in the captain's seat But nobody was laughin' when she'd go to passin' Smilin' at them real sweet She is hell on wheels where the road meets the rubber A real gear jammer, a white line wonder Yeah, you only get one and I wouldn't want another 'Cause mama was a bad mother trucker (Bad mother) bad (Bad mother) Yeah, she was a bread winner, ain't no stoppin' her Stayed shot out of a gun Had me at a truck stop, just north of 40 In her cab on a flagstaff run I was raised on jerky from here to Albuquerque Went to school on her ol' CB She made a name for herself, taught me how to spell R-E-S-P-C-T She is hell on wheels where the road meets the rubber A real gear jammer, a white line wonder Yeah, you only get one and I wouldn't want another 'Cause mama was a bad mother, bad mother, bad mother Bad mother trucker, baby (bad mother) (Bad mother) Bad (Bad mother) (Bad mother) That's bad She's the reason I rock, the reason I roll I make my livin' on this road The reason that smoke stays in the stack My gone don't wanna go back Bad mother, bad mother, bad mother, bad mother, bad mother Bad mother, bad mother, bad mother, bad mother Bad mother, bad mother, bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) yeah, she's bad (Bad mother) she's a bad mother trucker (Bad mother) bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) she's a bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) she's my bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) (Bad mother) (Bad mother) (Bad mother) (Bad mother) (Bad mother) she's a bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) she's a bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) --- Bad Mother Trucker - Eric Church