before there was a band or even rock and roll
there was a truck bringing booze to the watering hole
REO named for its founder and solid as a stone
Ranson Eli Olds and it was something to behold
firetrucks tow trucks even an ambulance
sometimes hauling hay to the square dance
they carried Jack Daniels and ice up in the Bronx
children would wave and insist the man honk
grain on the prairie and gold in the hills
animals to the market way down in Jacksonville
big old trucks and dependable as an old dog
roads would shake when they hauled them Spruce logs
a few are still around and man they cost a plenty
fresh paint and tires and shine like a new penny
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