Susanville
Life on the Road: A Musical Odyssey of Love and Confusion
Lyrics
With 800 pounds on 18 wheels
Describing the weight on a truck with 800 pounds on 18 wheels.
After 800 miles you know how it feels
Expressing the physical toll after driving 800 miles.
To have your rear so numb you gotta poke it
Describing the discomfort of a numb rear after a long drive.
To see if it's still there
Checking if the numb rear is still there.
Well it's one more load to one more town
Reflecting on the repetitive nature of trucking to different towns.
Only problem is they're all starting to sound a bit similar
Expressing the challenge of towns sounding similar.
Lord knows they all look the same
Noting the similarity in appearance among towns.
So I got some hot coffee in Furnace Creek
Getting hot coffee in Furnace Creek, setting the scene.
Abut the trouble is I was never neat and I spilled it
Spilling coffee due to lack of neatness, creating a mess.
And my map and phonebook were a blur
Coffee spill affecting the map and phonebook, causing confusion.
But I had a girl and a job to do
Balancing responsibilities of a job and a relationship.
Or was that job and a girl to do?
Playfully questioning the order of priorities.
I don't know - I had to go and my velvet interior was a soggy mess
Leaving for a destination with a soggy interior.
I think I got a girl named Mary down in Susanville
Mentioning a girl named Mary in Susanville.
Waitin' for me to come home and make her my wife
Anticipating coming home to marry Mary.
I know I got a load of somethin' goin' to somewhereville
Having a load to deliver but unsure of the destination.
But I can't remember which to save to save my life
Uncertain about the destination despite having a load.
With a load to Mr. Johnson in Watsoville
Referring to a load for Mr. Johnson in Watsonville.
Or is that a load to Mr. Watson in Johnsonville?
Confusing details about the load and recipient.
Well, anyway, after several days I don't know what or if it mattered
Reflecting on the passing of time and its relevance.
Just a load of placer to Cedarville, or a load of cedar to Placerville
Mentioning different towns and loads without clarity.
Or a container full of things up to Diamond Springs for an indoor swapmeet
Describing varied cargo and destinations.
Is that a cargo of hay south to Northfork, Some plastic forks north to Hayfork,
Poetic description of diverse deliveries.
Or a bunch of men's nugget watches straight through to Pixley,
Continuation of poetic and confusing cargo details.
Or Apple Jacks down to Fall River Mills or honor snacks up to Downieville?
Listing destinations with wordplay on their names.
Well, the white girls are cute that I've met in Blackbute,
Commenting on the attractiveness of white girls in Blackbute.
But I'll stick to the road and finish my beer and coffee
Choosing to stick to the road with beer and coffee.
Now I am marrying Jan from Susanville
Announcing marrying Jan from Susanville.
Or am I suing Jane from Mary'sville?
Playfully questioning legal matters with Jane from Mary'sville.
Cause if I am I better call Ernie my attorney from Burney Falls
Mentioning the need to involve an attorney named Ernie.
Well, all I know is if I recall-
Reflecting on uncertainties but recalling certain features.
She had the longest legs and she was kinda tall
Remembering physical attributes of the girl.
And prettier than a catfish
Comparing the girl's beauty to a catfish against a dam.
With its nose up against the dam
Highlighting the girl's beauty without specific comparison.
Without a girl and some time to kill I ran some baby food to Gerberville
Describing a journey without a girl, delivering baby food to Gerberville.
And took some airplane parts to Wilbur in Oreville
Delivering airplane parts to Wilbur in Oreville.
Now that can't be Wright
Expressing doubt or surprise about the legitimacy of the situation.
Well it's one more load one more town
Reiterating the cycle of loads and towns sounding similar.
Only problem is they're all startin' to sound a bit similar
Continuing to emphasize the monotony of the trucking experience.
Lord knows they all look the same
Repeating the observation that towns look the same.
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