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East bound and down, eighteen wheels arollin’, |
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We’re gonna do what they say can’t be done |
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We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there |
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I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run |
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Keep your foot hard on the pedal, Son nevermind them brakes |
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Let it all hang out cause we got a run to make |
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The boys are thirsty in Atlanta, and there’s beer in Texarcana |
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And we’ll bring it back no matter what it takes |
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East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’, |
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We’re gonna do what they say can’t be done |
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We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there |
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I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run |
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(Solo: Repeat the chords up to this point (no words)) |
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East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’, |
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We’re gonna do what they say can’t be done |
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We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there |
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I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run |
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Ol’ Smokey’s got them ears on and he’s hot on your trail |
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He aint gonna rest ’til you’re in jail |
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So you got to dodge ’im and you got to duck ’im |
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You got to keep that diesel truckin’ |
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Just put that hammer down and give it hell |
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East bound and down, eighteen wheels arollin’, |
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We’re gonna do what they say can’t be done |
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We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there |
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I’m east bound, just watch ol’ Bandit run |
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