“We live this life like what’s down here is what it’s all about. We’re temporary, son, like a wisp of smoke.” ....Jerry Reed
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’
a’we gonna do what they say can’t be done
We’ve got a long why to go and a short time to get there
I’m east bound just watch ol’Bandit run
Keep your foot hard on the peddle...son, never mind them brakes
let it all hang out cause we’ve got a run to make
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta,and there’s beer in Texarcana
and we’ll bring it back no matter what it takes
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’
a’we gonna do what they say can’t be done
We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there
I’m east bound just watch ol’Bandit run ......
( banjo & guitar solo )
Old Smokey’s got them ears on, he’s hot on your trail
and he ain’t gonna rest ‘till you’re in jail
So you gotta dodge him.... you gotta duck him
You’ve gotta keep that diesel truckin....
just put that hammer down and give it hell
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin’
a’we gonna do what they say can’t be done
We’ve got a long way to go and a short time to get there
I’m east bound just watch ol’Bandit run