Lyrics
You heard about the legend of Jesse James
And John Henry just to mention some names
Well, there's a truck drivin' legend in the south today
A man called Bandit from Atlanta, GA
Every gear jammer knows his name
They swear he's got ice water runnin' in his veins
A foot like lead and nerves like steel
He's gonna go to glory ridin' 18 wheels
Ah, boy
He left Atlanta back in '63
Haulin' him a load up in Tennessee
He hit Monteagle in the driving rain
So hard he couldn't even see the passin' lane
Well, he started to downgrade when he lost a gear
He hit them brakes, found he had no air
The Mounteagle grade is steep and long
And everybody that seen it thought the bandit was gone
Aww, son
Well, his truck jack-knifed turned completely 'round
He was comin' down backwards 'bout the speed of sound
A lot of folks seen him and they all say
He had his head out the window yellin' clear the way
Well, he got to the bottom safe and sound
Everybody asked Bandit how he made it down
He said, folks when the truck picked up too much speed
I just run along beside it and drug my feet
You heard the legend of Jesse James
And John Henry just to mention some names
Well, there's a truck drivin' legend in the south today
A man called Bandit from Atlanta, GA
Every gear jammer knows his name
They swear he's got ice water runnin' in his veins
A foot like lead and nerves like steel
He's goin' up to glory ridin' 18 wheels
Aw, I tell you boy