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<object><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><provider_name>Network.hu</provider_name><provider_url>http://network.hu/</provider_url><title>bobby bare- the worlds last truck driving man </title><author_name>apucsoka</author_name><author_url>http://network.hu/apucsoka</author_url><html>&amp;lt;object width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=439489&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://country.network.hu&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowscriptaccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowfullscreen&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=439489&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://country.network.hu&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot; allowscriptaccess=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; allowfullscreen=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;</html><width>424</width><height>345</height><duration>220</duration><description>The year is two thousand and eighty&#13;
And hardly a highway remains&#13;
Gone are the days of the diesel&#13;
And songs about wrecks in the rain&#13;
The Macs and MacLeans have all rusted away&#13;
The Harvesters rot in the sand&#13;
And in a deserted truck stop sits Tennessee Thompson&#13;
The world's last truck drivin' man&#13;
&#13;
He lit up the world's last Lucky&#13;
Got his last cup of coffee refilled&#13;
Then he stared at the sky for one final high&#13;
Took the world's last little white pill&#13;
He said world you are losin' your truckers&#13;
And your suckers do not give a damn&#13;
You're freightin' in space and there just ain't no place&#13;
For a hard ridin' truck drivin' man&#13;
&#13;
The world's last truck drivin' man&#13;
His left arm is losin' its tan&#13;
The rest all went broke and just went up in smoke&#13;
He's the world's last truck drivin' man&#13;
&#13;
Then he sat there and drank to old mem'ries&#13;
And Doreen sat there dryin' his tears&#13;
Doreen was the world's last truck stoppin' waitress&#13;
She was weary and worn with the years&#13;
So he put his last dime in the world's last jukebox&#13;
For the lady he'd loved for so long&#13;
And there in that deserted truck stop they danced&#13;
To the world's last truck drivin' song&#13;
&#13;
Then he climbed up inside his ol' semi&#13;
And Doreen she crawled up at his side&#13;
He shifted it down and the diesel's sad sound&#13;
Said this is your last homeward ride&#13;
So he whispered 10-4 to her and the Lord&#13;
As the microphone fell from his hand&#13;
And he came to the exit marked Tennessee Thompson&#13;
The world's last truck drivin' man&#13;
&#13;
He was high ballin' straight through them bright pearly gates&#13;
When behind in the dust of his rig&#13;
Come the wailin' siren of ol' Smokey McKenzie&#13;
The world's last interstate pig&#13;
Hear 'em roar see 'em fly past the clouds through the sky&#13;
On that highway that don't have an end&#13;
But you know that's heaven for Tennessee Thompson&#13;
The world's last truck drivin' man and Doreen&#13;
The world's last truck drivin' man&#13;
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