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