Lady Dispatcher
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“Lady Dispatcher”
Music & Lyric by Dennis Genovese
© ASCAP American Trucker Publishing 1991
(Verse)
Lady dispatcher, what have I got to do.
I’ve been keeping far away not to fall in love with
Lady dispatcher, don’t look into my eyes.
You’ve got troubles all your own, you don’t need none of mine.
Lady dispatcher, a trucker’s what I am
Never known much of nothin else, bout all that I can stand.
Cathy, believe me, I’m broke and I’m growing old,
Always known to think for myself, sometimes doing what I’m told.
(Bridge)
And all I’m looking forward to is a foggy road at ten till two!
(Verse)
You know those bears and smokies, they’ve got to risk their lives.
But those of us with the trucking blood gots the sleepy's in our eyes.
Shifting, rolling, turning, some forty something years.
From West coast icy mountain roads
To the East coast Brooklyn piers.
(Final Bridge)
The U.S.A. it moves by truck but damn the pays nowhere enough
For raising a family, So Cathy let it be. Come on Cathy can’t you see.
Produced & Arranged by Dennis Genovese
Dana Miller//Lead Vocal
Dennis Genovese//Backup Vocal
Dennis Genovese//Guitars/Bass/Drums
Galen Belotchovski//Lead Guitar
Recorded in Oviedo Fl, Get Free Productions 2003
Cubase SX 2
Engineered & Mixed by Dennis Genovese
Get Free Productions
