Heavy Metal (Clark Guy)

Some days I think this old machine is out to get me Some days she does what I tell her It's like dancing with a widow-maker forty hours a week You know I'm talkin' 'bout a big ol' D-10 caterpillar I don't know why I like to drive 'em like I do You know it ain't nothin' but a Hundred and seventy-five thousand pounds of steel Could be the money, babe, could be the power Could be I love the way it feels, could be I love the way it feels But you know she's mighty unforgivin', so you got to pay attention You know a D-10 can be the death of you But I get her all fired up and I can feel it in my soul You know it's hard to tell who's drivin' who And I can move Alaska all the way to Beirut I can bulldoze a beeline from here to Peru I can push the rocky mountains into the sea You know heavy metal don't mean rock and roll to me But you know I'm like a modern day mule skinner I'm drivin' ten thousand mules so I got to say a little prayer every day Lord, just let me get her turned around Without fallin' down this mountain 'Cause you know the boss don't like me treatin' his D-10 that way I don't know why I like to drive 'em like I do You know it ain't nothin' but a Hundred and seventy-five thousand pounds of steel Could be the money, babe, could be the power Could be I love the way it feels, could be I love the way it feels Could be I love the way it feels, could be I love the way it feels