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This light hearted look at the truck drivers plight and joys and trials will give you a bit of insight to the over-the-road lifestyle. The Y2K Cowboy People say I was born a century too late But I don't guess the Lord was mistaken on that date I suppose as long as there is time There'll be other stories just like mine All the bills had come marked "PAST DUE" And some of the creditors had threatened to sue All that I had saved in the banks My creditors had taken without a thanks The pickup accident had been caused Because that other driver hadn't paused Building houses is what I'd done But I can no longer use my nail gun The doctors say the pain is here to stay So that left me to find another way Now it seems all my life has run amuck Just because the other driver pushed his luck So I leaned and kissed my wife good-bye Hopped in this big rig and down the road I fly I've become a real Y2K cowboy A hundred years ago I'd have ridden my horse Now I've got 500 of them to travel my course A big ole Kenworth's now my home And I just have to stay on the road and roam Had I been born a hundred years before It'd be my saddle, spurs and not much more Instead, today I'm on the road With this big KW to haul the load We traded six-guns for cell phones on our hip Traded our spurs for a clutch that doesn't slip My bedroll is now called a sleeper And the one I talk with most thinks he's my keeper He tells me everywhere to go "Get there on time and don't you be slow!" Something I think about from time to time I wonder if dispatchers get to heaven at the end of the line? I sure miss my sweetheart often enough Bein' lonesome is really tough But I've really got no choice Because I've become a real Y2K cowboy Got myself a 12 volt microwave But it's that home cookin' that I really crave My battery run refrigerator is just great But it sure isn't my babys' arms when it's late Just like the cowboys of old When I kiss my baby bye, I must be bold' Cause if I really had my druthers I'd stay with her snuggled under the covers But the banker says there's cause for alarm! Stay on the road or you'll lose that farm! So I keep runnin' from coast to coast Really missin' the ones I love the most "You get to see the country" some would say But that's not it. It's just that I've got bills to pay Florida tourist traffic; Montana snow Through it all I'm still on the go This big engine keeps pullin' me down the line By golly I think I'm gonna be there on time I'll deliver the goods and they won't be broke because I've become a real Y2K cowboy Some would say my mind is bent But I believe this job was heaven sent 'Cause unlike the cowboys of long ago I've got a warm cab to protect me from the snow I've got AC to keep me cool And that cruise control is a real jewel My CB's on; There's a cop ahead! Those scales just opened! Man I'm dead! But then that's just a part of life When you're a real Y2K cowboy Traffic's heavy, what a bummer! Man I hate this tourist season in the summer! Construction zone just ahead Man! don't those guys ever go to bed? Hey! lookit the cutie in that car! She's wavin' me over to that bar! Whoa! Don't even think like that man! I don't think my baby'd understand But even if I got away with it I know the Lord wouldn't let it slip Temptations aren't a singing group when on the road They're just a part of the heavy load Sirens wailing! Lights a flashin'! Oh! Thank God! It's an ambulance that's passin' It's not that I mean that fella any harm But man I gotta have that money to put on the farm! I just can't afford no ticket! Man, I'd rather get caught in a briar thicket! Cell phone rings! Right on time! Wye it's that danged ole dispatcher on the line! What's that you're sayin' on the phone? What? You mean I get to go home! Well, I guess life ain't so bad When you're a real Y2K cowboy! copyright 2000 Burl Faulk Sr Back to Poems Back to Store Calling The White Knight Frugal Or Tightwad? Just More Ways To Save Your Money! Wanna See Extremely Portable Watercraft?
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