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