One Driver
- Jo Camilleri, Nick Smith
handsful
of silver, headful of rye
on a winding river it pays
to keep your powder dry
keep the engine hummin' and
your head down low
hear someone comin' blow that
horn and let me know
Indian summer, can't find
no shade
gun that motor, break on through
that barricade
one driver to hit that hammer
hard
one driver to play that devil's
card
the highway's open, we'll
make that country sign
deal out black money when
we cross that borderline