Nitro Express Lyrics

I was pullin` up a hill that`s known as the Devil`s Crest,
haulin` 36 ton on a run called the Nitro Express.
There was nothin` but curves a runnin` from the top on down,
and at the bottom of the grade sat a quiet little country town.

Well, I was drivin` off the top when she jarred and the driveshaft broke,
started pumpin` up the brakes, saw `em going in a big cloud of smoke.
To keep `er upright ...I knew I had to do my best,
against a runaway bomb they call the Nitro Express.

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There was 36 ton of a detonated steel,
over 18 tires that smoked and squealed.
I had to ride her down and I couldn`t jump free,
or there`d be a big hole where that little town used to be.

Well that old trailer leaned each time that I took another curve,
my hands started sweatin` and I knew I was losin` my nerve.
And I was cussin` each rock and every inch of the Devil`s Crest,
a fightin` with the wheel of a rig called the Nitro Express.

I side-swipped a mountain so I`d slow her down by rubbin` her side,
and when the sparks started flyin` man it looked like the 4th of July.
I finally got her stopped ... but mister I`m a gonna confess,
that`s the last run I`m makin` in a rig called the Nitro Express.

(Chorus)
(Repeat Chorus - change last line to ..Cause there`d be a big
hole where that little town used to be.