Trucker's Prayer

Thank you Lord for all the miles without an accident

But I wanna ask one more favor before my life is spent

Please Lord this once before I turn to dust

Let me run the wheels plumb up a Greyhound bus

You know I have been running these highways in this old rig for a long long time

And I have been humiliated by them dang buses till it's a crime

Well even when I'm empty gettin' all that she's gotten high

They're blowin' their horns and flash them lights on just fly on by

But you know if I had me a rig I'd do about a hundred under the great big load

Well I'd wind her up tight and I'd blow me one of them grey dogs plumb off the road

So Lord before my last run to the foot of them mighty golden stairs

I hope there'll be an answer to this poor old trucker's prayer

So thank you Lord for all the miles without an accident

But I want to ask one more favor before my life is spent

Please Lord this once before I turn to dust

Let me run the wheels plumb up a Greyhound bus