The highways that wind and wander over mountain and valleys deserts and plains
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I guess I've drove about all of 'em
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Cause for the past 25 years now the cab of a truck has been my home
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And it'd be kinda hard for me to settle down and not be on the go
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Why I remember the first truck I drove
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I was so proud I could hardly wait to get home to show my wife and my little boy
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And my little boy was so excited like so when he saw his first snow
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He wasn't old enough to say too many words
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He just kept hollering goddyup go daddy giddyup go
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So that's what I named the old truck Giddyup go
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Oh things wasn't too bad of course I's gone a lot
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And after about six years I got home one day and found my wife and little boy gone
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I couldn't find out what happened nobody seemed to know
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So from that day on it's been me and old Giddyup go
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I've made a lot of friends at all the truck stops
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And some of 'em would kick me about my litle sign
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Of course they knew where I got the name
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Cause I told 'em about that little boy of mine
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And how his first word about that old truck was Giddyup go
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Today I was barrelin' down old 66
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When up beside me pulled down a brand new diesel rig
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Both stacks of blowin' black coal
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And as she pulled around and back in front of me a big lump came in my throat
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And my eyes watered like I had a bad old cold
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A little sign on the back of the truck that read Giddyup go
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Well I pushed old Giddyup go stayed right on him
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Until the next truck stop where he'd pulled up
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I waited till he went in and I offered to buy him a cup
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Well we got to talkin' shop and I said
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Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
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Well he said I got it from my pop
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Dad used to drive a truck that's what mom talked about a lot
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You see I lost mom when I was just past sixteen and I lost all track of pop
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Mom said he got the name from me
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I shook his hand and told him that I had something I wanted him to see
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I took him out to the old truck
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And brushed off some of the dirt so the name would show
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And his eyes got big and bright as he read Giddyup go
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Oh we had a lot of things to talk about and buddy I felt like a king
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And now we've just pulled back on old 66 and he's handled that big rig
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Better than any gearjammer that I'd ever seen
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Well now the lines on the highway have got much brighter glow
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As we go roarin' down the road and me starin' at a little sign that reads Giddyup go
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Giddy Up Go
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Red Sovine |