50 Tons on Your Back Songtext
von Travis Sinclair

Well I was high in the saddle at Tarcutta,
When a boy in blue pulled me over for a chat.
He said ′I think you need a little air in those tyres'.
I said ′You would too with a 50 ton load on your back'.

Well I was barreling down ol' Highway 31,
Admiring the scenery in the hot sun.
Pulled over ′cross the Murray to fuel up,
Have a shower and throw some coffee in my cup.

Then wait for the midnight rush,
You know a boy loves to smell that charcoal dust.
Something appeared from nowhere out behind,
It was a flash of a red and blue light.

Well I was high in the saddle at Tarcutta,
When a boy in blue pulled me over for a chat.
He said ′I think you need a little air in those tyres'.
I said ′You would too with a 50 ton load on your back'.


Well the coppers eyes opened wider than Ayres Rock,
He grabbed me by the arm and did his block.
When I asked him where he was taking me,
He said ′Son you've got a date with destiny′.

Well I was high in the saddle at Tarcutta,
When a boy in blue pulled me over for a chat.
He said 'I think you need a little air in those tyres'.
I said ′You would too with a 50 ton load on your back′.

I did my time in cell block 21,
The copper said 'I hope you′ve learned your lesson son'.
Well I thought about it for a while, and this is what I told him:
′Next time I'm overweight I won′t push my luck,
I'll remember to pump those bloody tyres up'.

Well I was high in the saddle at Tarcutta,
When a boy in blue pulled me over for a chat.
He said ′I think you need a little air in those tyres′.
I said 'You would too with a 50 ton load on your back′.
Well I was high in the saddle at Tarcutta.