Biografía:
Richard William Curless (March 17, 1932 – May 25, 1995) was an American country-music singer, a pioneer of the trucking music genre, commonly known as the "Baron of Country Music." He was easily distinguished because of the patch he usually wore over his right eye.
Curless was born in Fort Fairfield, Maine, in 1932, and moved with his family to Massachusetts at the age of eight. In 1948, Curless began his music career in Ware, Massachusetts, where he hosted a radio show and toured with a local band called the "Trail Blazers.
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INTRO: Notes to last line of CHORUS
[G7] All you [C] big and burly men who roll the trucks along
Better listen, you'll be thankful, when you [G7] hear my song
You have [C] really got made, if you're [F] haulin' goods
[C] Any place on earth, but those [G7] Haynesville [C] Woods.
CHORUS
[C] It's a stretch of road, up [F] north in Maine
That's [C] never ever, ever seen a [G7] smile
If they [C] buried all the trucker's [F] lost in them woods
There'd be a [C] tombstone [G7] ev'ry [C] mile
Count 'Em [F] off, there'D be A [C] tomb-stone [G7] ev'ry [C] mile. [G7]
When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down
You gotta drive the Woods to get to Boston town
When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice
That Haynesville Road is just a ribbon of ice.
CHORUS
When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods
Down the stretch of road in Maine, they call the Haynesville Woods
He'll tell you that dyin' and goin' down below
Won't be half as bad as drivin' on that road of ice and snow.
CHORUS
[G7] All you [C] big and burly men who roll the trucks along
Better listen, you'll be thankful, when you [G7] hear my song
You have [C] really got made, if you're [F] haulin' goods
[C] Any place on earth, but those [G7] Haynesville [C] Woods.
CHORUS
[C] It's a stretch of road, up [F] north in Maine
That's [C] never ever, ever seen a [G7] smile
If they [C] buried all the trucker's [F] lost in them woods
There'd be a [C] tombstone [G7] ev'ry [C] mile
Count 'Em [F] off, there'D be A [C] tomb-stone [G7] ev'ry [C] mile. [G7]
When you're loaded with potatoes and you're headed down
You gotta drive the Woods to get to Boston town
When it's winter up in Maine, better check it over twice
That Haynesville Road is just a ribbon of ice.
CHORUS
When you're talkin' to a trucker that's been haulin' goods
Down the stretch of road in Maine, they call the Haynesville Woods
He'll tell you that dyin' and goin' down below
Won't be half as bad as drivin' on that road of ice and snow.
CHORUS
Dick Lee
Dick Prall
Dick Valentine
Dickey Betts
Dickey Lee