Diesel Heartbeat

Six tons of steel

sitting in the drive

Turn the key and hear the heavy engine come alive

This old F350 knows the dust and the clay

She's ready for another long hard working day

She ain't built for beauty,

she's built for the load

Leaving black smoke trails on a county road (oh yeah)

My F350,

eight cylinders of fire

Pulling through the mud and the thick black mire

With a powerstroke roar on the asphalt strip

She's the only one I trust on this long haul trip (sing

it now)

Loaded up the flatbed

with a load of pine

Headed past the ridges

where the high sun shines

Other trucks might struggle,

other trucks might stall

But this big white dually answers every call

My F350,

eight cylinders of fire

Pulling through the mud and the thick black mire

With a powerstroke roar on the asphalt strip

She's the only one I trust on this long haul trip

Yeah, she's the only one I trust... (ooh-hoo)