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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