Can you name the truck with four-wheel drive
Smells like steak, and seats thirty-five?
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down.
It's the country-fried truck endoresed by a clown
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Hey, hey!
Twelve yeards long, two lanes wide,
Sixty-five tons of American Pride!
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Top of the line in utility sports,
Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts!
Canyonero! Canyonero!
She blinds everybody with her super high-beams.
She's a squirrel-squashin', deer-smackin' drivin' machine.
Canyonero! Canyonero! Canyonero
Whoa, Canyonero! Whoa!