The day is almost over and fifty more miles i will walk in the door and be greeted by smiles.
watch me some foot ball, and pop a few tops, wont have to worry 'bout log books, or cops. stretch out in my bed, and sleep in till noon. walk out in the yard and look at the moon.
just then i woke up no say it aint so.
Im still in New Jersy at the old petro? I guess I was dreamin , man it was great I better get goin so im not late.
say afew prayers, and put it in gear,hold it steady , and watch out for deer. I have no family, no house,
and no luck, but im always at home caus i live in this truck.
© 2007 TruckinWithMomma
