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