Canyonero Lyrics

Canyonero lyrics

Can ya name the truck with four wheel drive,

Smells like a steak and seats thirty five.

Canyonero...

Canyonero...



When it goes real slow with the hammer down,

Its the country fried truck endorsed by a clown.

Canyonero...

Canyonero...



Twelve yards long two lanes wide,

Sixty five tons of American pride.

Canyonero...

Canyonero...



Top of the line in utility sports,

Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts.

Canyonero...

Canyonero...



She blinds everybody with her super high beems,

She's a squirrel squishin' deer smackin' drivin' machine.

Canyonero...

Canyonero...

Yahh...yahh canyonero

Whoa Canyonero.