Super Slab Showdown Lyrics - C.w. Mccall

Me an' Earl was workin' the superslab outside a' that Ogallala? 

When outta town come a local clown in a '65 Impala 

Had a 'coon tail flyin' off a' his whip antenna 

We was haulin' a load a' them go-go girls 

Truckin' 'em over to O-town 

Old boy got on his microphone 

Says "How's about a little showdown?" 

Well, hot damn, I'm a gamblin' man, 

So ev'rybody get yer bets down 

'Cause this old truck gonna make us a buck 

Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out vittles 

Swing them heifers and away we go 

Wake up, Earl, we gots to race that pile a' junk over ta North Platte city 

Well, one-eyed bears and deuces wild 

We got the back door pad-locked 

He says, "Bet five bucks and a side a' beef, 

"I can beat them cows ta Flat Rock." 

You hear that, Earl? He says he's gonna whip Ol' Bessie here! 

I says, "Call your five and raise ya ten 

"Jes' kiss that Chevy goodby, boy 

"'Cause when Bessie hits that floatin' gear 

"You gonna be eatin' Hereford pie. Yeah." 

Well, hot damn, I'm a gamblin' man, 

So ev'rybody get yer bets down 

'Cause this old truck gonna make us a buck 

She gonna round them curves at thirty gees 

A trunk full a' cows an' a hood full a' bees 

Move it up a notch, Earl. 

Yeah, that's it. That's floatin' gear! C'mon Bessie! 

Well, tuck it on in and head it for the barn 

If we don't win, we gonna sell the farm 

If this old wreck don't break my neck, 

We gonna take them cows to a discatheque 

I says, "Come on, Earl, let's give it a whirl. 

"That Chevy is a-pickin' up speed." 

Well, we crossed the Platte at a hundred flat 

Old Bessie was a-blowin' the weeds 

We definitely was in that Monfort lane. 

Yeah, we won the race with a bovine ace 

When the Chevy made a fatal pass 

Yeah, he got too close 

Got a terminal dose a' that good ol' Hereford gas. 

Phew! 

Hot damn, I'm a gamblin' man, 

So ev'rybody get yer bets down 

'Cause this old truck's gonna make us a buck 

She's rollin' the boulevard shakedown 

Hot damn, I'm a truckin' man 

And I sorta like ta put my foot down 

This old rig gonna blow your wig 

Got go-go girls and a Peterbilt cab 

Gonna see ya all out on the superslab for a showdown