Give Me Forty Acres To Turn This Rig Around

He was headin' into Boston in a big, long, diesel truck
 It was his first trip to Boston, he was havin' lots of luck
 He was goin' the wrong direction down a one-way street in town
 And this is what he said when the police chased him down
 "Give me forty acres, and I'll turn this rig around"
 "It's the easiest way that I've found"
 "Some guys can turn it on a dime or turn it right downtown"
 "But I need forty acres to turn this rig around"
 When he finally found where to unload, he had a dreadful shock
 His trailer pointed toward the road, and his cab right to the dock
 And as he looked around him, through his tears, he made this sound
 "Oh, give me forty acres, and I'll turn this rig around"
 Give me forty acres, and I'll turn this rig around
 It's the easiest way that I've found
 Some guys can turn it on a dime or turn it right downtown
 But I need forty acres to turn this rig around
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 When he finally got unloaded, he was glad to leave the town
 He was very, very happy goin' back to Alabam'
 When up ahead, he saw a sign said "You are northward bound"
 He said "Give me forty acres, and I'll turn this rig around"
 Give me forty acres, and I'll turn this rig around
 It's the easiest way that I've found
 Some guys can turn it on a dime or turn it right downtown
 But I need forty acres to turn this rig around
 He was drivin' down the right lane when ahead he saw a sign
 And he had to make a left turn, but he could not get in line
 And the tears were streamin' down his cheeks, and they all heard him yell
 "Give me forty sticks of dynamite; I'll blow this thing to,"
 Give me forty acres, and I'll turn this rig around
 It's the easiest way that I've found
 Some guys can turn it on a dime or turn it right downtown
 But I need forty acres to turn this rig around