The Fruit Song

A A Well I ain't your average trucker they go their way I go my way E I'm the kind of guy who picks up any fruit out on the highway A I see an apple in a tree or little berries growin' free D A E A And I say yes-sir-ree there's a perfect snack for me D A Just chew 'em up get in the cab take off and toot E A One eye out for highway danger the other out for fruit A Now other truckers stop at diners wolfin' down their pork and beans E Not me I stop at road side stands and score some tangerines A I eat every kind of fruit except the prune D A E A Cause it's a heavy load I'm carryin' and I won't be stoppin' soon D A Just chew 'em up get in the cab take off and toot E A One eye out for highway danger the other out for fruit F#m F I got one hand on the throttle and the other my banana A And I'm peelin' down the highway I'm headin' home to see my Anna F#m F She's the apple of my eye and I know she's waitin' there A E With her lips like little cherries she's a peach and what a pair A But if my cab is full of garbage and there's fruit stains on my shirt E Sure beats the pants off takin' them little white pills to stay alert E A And if you drink and drive you lose so I'll stick with figs and cherries D A E A Hard drivin' boys and booze ain't near as good as boys n' berries D A Just chew 'em up get in the cab take off and toot E A One eye out for highway danger the other out for fruit E D A One eye out for highway danger the other out for fruuuuuuuuit