42 Tyres - Slim Dusty

The lights of the city are fadin' tonight

The dogs and the chains and the tarps are all tight

My windshield and mirrors are shiny and clear

So watch the revs rise as I reach for top gear

Oh 42 tyres I hear your sweet song

The gauges are steady as I roll along

Tomorrow will find me another new day

And the west will be 42 tyres away

Hey taxman and scalies don’t baulk me tonight

I’ve been on the bridge and my scales are right

No permit I need mine’s an interstate load

So give me a go at that old top end road

Hey 42 tyres I hear your sweet song

The gauges are steady as I roll along

Tomorrow will find me another new day

And the west will be 42 tyres away

Tourists beware of this big rig of mine

Caravanners keep to your side of the line

The wind in the tarp rope is music to me

I’m loaded at last and I sing for I’m free

Hey 42 tyres I hear your sweet song

The gauges are steady as I roll along

Tomorrow will find me another new day

And the west will be 42 tyres away