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Found her in a barn in Tennessee I paid five bucks for my Bucket T Took me three years of sweat and blood To clean off all that Tennessee mud
[chorus:] My Bucket T (Bucket T) Bucket T (Bucket T) My Bucket T (Bucket T) My Bucket T (Bucket T) T T T... Bucket bucket bucket...
Cruise down the street in front of school I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool Drivin' down the road I'll get my kicks A'poppin' the clutch and a'slippin' the sticks
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I was right, too, she's first in her class There's nothing on the freeway she don't pass All the girls want to take a ride with me But there's only one seat in my Bucket T
