Big Mac gave up the white line
He put his big black semi
He didn't want no one to find him
Except his daughter Billy Jo
She married a bum named Sammy
Run the club down in El Paso
her blue eyes on Saturday night
Sam beat her up in front of the band,
she said her dress was way too tight
She said, this ain't the first time dad,
I'm always black and blue
I can trust, I had to call on you
locked in his old toolbox
He dug them out and he fired it up
The Pistons howled like hungry wolves
He could feel the diesel in his blood,
and he could hear the highway roll
His mind raced to the future,
and his darling belly jolted
Matt rolled up to the back door
Went in through the kitchen,
He shoved Sam's face in the case, oh,
and then he winked at Billy Joe
He said, hop up in the big rig,
if I'm hauling you back home
His big wheels spun a rooster tail,
a voice of shells and rocks
Billy Joe, she's smiling now
you got Papa Bear and Goldilocks