Bullshippers

This ol' rig that I'm drivin' ain't the sharpest on the road

These ol' bulls that I'm haulin' ain't perfumed

But if it wasn't for a lot of those truck drivers just like me

Then who would bring those T-bone steaks to you

We're the bullshippers big bullshippers a haulin' them

ol' bulls across the land

We're the bullshippers big bullshippers bullshippin' truck drivin' men



This ain't the best job in this world that I know

And some people may look down their nose at me

But I'd rather be a struggling with these ol' rowdy

bulls then a haulin' a load of TNT



We're the bullshippers...



There's a lotta pretty wairesses that I always see

every time I'm making my run

Well I tell 'em that I love 'em but they just laugh and say

You big bullshippin' son of a gun

We're the bullshippers...

Yeah we're the bullshippers...