A TRUCKERS WIFE
Once again I watch you sleep
as quitely across the floor I creep
I can't awake you, you need to rest for tomorrow your truck must have your best, I get the tired and
worn out soul after the thousand
miles you've rolled to haul another
load of lime, then fix the things
you broke this time.
My only wish and dream is
that someday I may seem the
most important in your life, why
couldn't I be your truck instead
of your wife? Then I could have the
best of you The mornings, the evenings,
and the night times too, you would watch
me close hear every sound and know
before hand if I was gonna break down.
You would take me with you everywhere
you go and talk about me to everyone you
know, the more I think, it was awful bad
luck, when god made me your wife,
Instead of your truck!
Your loving Wife,
Bev
In loving memory Billy Lee Jones( AKA Goat Roper)
