Verse
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Mack he drove a Peterbilt in nineteenseventy three
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he was a truckdriver with a wife and kid to feed.
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With stars and bars across the grill, the cab was black as night
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the road was home and that truck was his life.
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He was an honest man he meant no harm, but there was diesel in his weins
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he was heading north on a southbound lane.
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He got mixed up in the drugs and guns some bad shit going around
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I got a feeling our friend Mack is going down.
Chorus
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He's a.. Truck drivin' Gun totin'
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Meth snortin' Blue collar
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True american hero.
Interlude
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Verse 2
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Ringo was the old senor who hooked Mack up with the score
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to fill his eighteen wheeler full of black.
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From Tennesse to Mexico then dump it in San Diego
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to some guy there from Seattle named Jack Coke.
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Well it took three days to make the run, Mack showed up with his old shotgun
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he'd been up a while things where getting weird.
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You see Jack Coke supposed to have the cash, instead he had some song and dance
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Mack shot him in the chest right there and then.
( Chorus and interlude )
Verse 3
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When the Fed's finally caught up with him, he was all strung out on heroin
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living at some truckstop off I-5.
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Well they cuffed him and they brought him in, then some suit and tie came in and said,
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Mack I just want to shake your hand.
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I just wish I coulda been there to see him die.
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He said now I'm gonna let you go, you and your trailer full of dope
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Mack grabbed his keys and drove off in the night.
( Chorus and interlude)
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Yeah Mack, he's one of the last true American heroes.
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