DONT'T QUIT When things go wrong as they sometimes will,When the road you are trudging seems all up hill.When the funds are low and the debts are high and u want to smile,but u have to sigh ,When care is pressing you down a bit, rest ,if you must ,but dont quit..Life is queer with its twist and turnd, as everyone of us sometimes learns,and many a failure turns about When he might have won had he stuck it out ;Dont give up though the pace seems slow -You may succeed with another blow.Success is failure turned inside out The silver tint of the cloudsof doubt ,and you never can tell how close your ..It may be near when it seems so far;So stick to fight when your 'hardest hit" ....Its when thingd seem worst that you must NOT QUIT
Truck Driver Blues
Category: Travel and Places
I know where we were.I know where we are going. I don't know where we am. We are running these roads,delivering loads.Eating on canned beans and ham. We're both going crazy.but not @ all lazy. We're in a real tizzy,it's true.We're sleep deprived tired ,or wide awake wired.Mostly dont know what to do. WE're somewhat depraved.but quite well behaved.No one is scarred of us yet. The hours we keep don't give us much sleep.You would'nt trade us jobs ,both bet..We need a shower,but don't have power..To tell dispatcher .. "NO"..we get a bit grumpy,cause these roads are bumpy.But down them we really must go. We'd call home in a jiffy, but phone service is iffy.Sometimes it's scarce @it's best.We know you know that we'd love to just chat.But calling is such a big test. So we go on driving,but not reallythriving. Sweaty hands holding the wheel. All 18 tires move us thru ten gears with no fuss. This job is not any big deal.We both share the sleeper, It's probably cheaper than seedy motels on the way. We each call it home ,whenever we roam Cause home's not where we are today . Don't wrinkle your nose.We know it ain't roses This job that we do everyday We bring you freight,We dont make u wait , cause that's how we both earn our Pay . Someday we'll be wealthy, and maybe more healthy. Then maybe we won't have to drive But for now we haul,that's preety much all. WE'RE BUSY JUST STAYING ALIVE..
A TRUCKERS LIFE
We're out on the road trying to clear our mind,by passing every billboard sign. There's more miles in our back pocket than dollars bills,listening to the roaring of them 18 wheels.You learn a lot about being alone ,but hell its our life ,and its our home.Just CoCa Cola Classic and cups of caffeine,but only a trucker would know what i mean.We just passed a sign that reads Palm Bay,another mile another day..He holds that wheel like it'[s a part of me,knowing in that sleeper is where he wants to be. We have our moments evry now and then,mostly behind them hanging curtains is where the fun begins. Now there's another rest area coming in sight ,where all them LOT LIZARDS will be tonite .The road life is hard ,but it's where I'D rather be,it;s the only way you could ever feel free.Them choke and pukes are okay,just to get a shower and be on your way.The sun is bright but his shades are dark and on every highway he has made his mark.Now if I was playing poker ,I'D win this bet, cause he's the bestest DAMN trucker I've seen yet...
MY SPIRIT'S FREE
18 WHEELS AND ANOTHER LOAD.ONCE AGAIN ON THE OPEN ROAD .THE HIGHWAY BEKONS, "COME RIDE WITH ME" ONCE AGAIN MY SPIRIT'S FREE .I STARTED THAT DIESEL AND WARM IT UP , THERE'S NOTHING LIKE THIS GOOD OLD TRUCK. IT CARRIES ME FROM PLACE TO PLACE ,SO I CAN SERVE THE HUMAN RACE..I LOVE THIS JOB THERE IS NO OTHER, ACROSS THIS LAND I SERVE MY BROTHER .MY FAMILY WAITS SO PATIENTLY,FOR HOMEWARD BOUND I SOON WILL BE...AND WHEN MY LIFE IS OVER HERE, DONT CRY FOR ME,DONT SHED A TEAR. FOR I WILL STAND @HEAVENS GATE, AND PATIENTLY AWAIT MY FATE. THE JUDGMENT BOOK IS OPEN WIDE, FOR ST.PETER SAYS LET;S LOOK INSIDE, A JOB WELL DONE IS WHAT I SEE, AND NOW MY FRIEND YOU'RE HERE WITH ME.FOR YOU HAVE SERVED MY PEOPLE WELL,THROUGH STRESS AND PAIN ANS SOMETIMES HELL. SO HERE ABOVE THE PROMISE LAND,ALONG GODS SIDE IS WHERE YOU'LL STAND' BUT IF TO DRIVE AGAIN YOU CHOOSE, THE FINEST TRUCK I WILL GIVE TO YOU .TO TRAVEL FAR ON HEAVENS 'S ROADS.THE HIGHWAY HERE,ALL PAVED WITH GOLD..SO WHEN IM GONE DONT CRY FOR ME CAUSE HEAVEN BOUND I KNOW I WILL BE.AND THERE ON HIGH I WILL SPREAD MY WINGS. WHERE ONCE AGAIN MY SPIRIT'S FRE