Caught a ride in South Dakota,
With two girls in a light blue Desoto,
One's names was Jane,
The other was plain,
But they both had racing motors.
Next I caught a ride with a gamblers wife,
She had a brand new laid down Rambler.
She parked outside of town,
And laid the rambler down,
And said she sure could take it if I knowed her.
I'm doin my best to get back to you,
Ain't nuthin' I'd rather do.
Look for me someday,
I'm gonna be there, honey,
With something special just for you.
At a truck stop for toothpick and water,
Caught a ride with a fruit picker's daughter,
We drove into the night,
Said "The fruit's just right"
She said all I could eat for a quarter.
Next I caught a ride with a hobo woman,
Who said she was from Texas too.
The way she did what she did,
When she did, what she did to me,
Made me think of you.
Writer(s): Delbert Ross Mc Clinton
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