This is my tanking song i wrote last night while i was driving all night didnt hafta chang many words this song is about our lifes !!!! I call it HANG A RING On a lonly lonesome highway east of omaha You can listen to the engine calling out its one long song You think about your woman or the girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will soon be wondering the way thay always do When your riding 16 hours and theres nothing much to do And you dont feel much like riding you just wish the trip was throw So here i am on the road again There i am up on the roof There i go building tank again There i go HANG A RING Well you walk into the shack strung out from the road you can feel the eyes upon you while your shaking off the cold you pretend it doesnt bother you but you just want to explode Most time you cant hear them talk other times you can all the same old cleshays is that a welder or a hand And you always seem out numberd and you dont dare make a stand Here i am on the road again Here i am up on the roof Here i am building tank again Here we go hang a ring Out there on the job site your a million miles away Every ounce of energy you try to give away and the swet pours out your body like the grinder that you run !! Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed with the eachos from the hammers still ringing in your head you smoke the days last cigurit remmbering what she said Here i am on the road again Here i am up on the roof Here i go building tank again Here we go hang a ring !!
Posted on: Wed, 05 Mar 2014 03:36:59 +0000
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