A tip for the waitress-
Because she doesn't look the kind
To allow a slap upon her behind!
Well, you know,
Some of these truckstop mamas,
Just don't wanna let it shine!
So I'm outside climbing aboard my old rig-
And heading off down the road-
Doing what I always do-
Hauling another load:
Turning on the radio...
And immediately
Picking up the start
Of Red Sovine...
"Phantom 309"
While I'm already
Lead-footing it,
Rushing through the gears-
Pushing this old rig up to speed:
Just trying to make some time!
But suddenly there's lights up ahead,
All over the road-
And I'm....
( Time of death upon the police report- 2:48 A.M. in the morning ).
Monday, August 10, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment