I drove a Jimmy diesel from Mojave, up to the summit of Cajon,
Headed down the hill to San Bernadino
Pushed by twenty tons of silt and stone,
The warning buzzer sounded, I was low on air,
I checked the pressure gauge and there was no pressure there,
I looked at the deep and rocky canyon down below,
And I said man, what a way to go.
I saw a red light in my side view mirror,
I knew there was a highway man behind,
I tried to shift her down one but I missed her,
Then she really started to unwind.
Well that patrolman passed me like I was standin