I was on the outskirts of a little southern town,
Trying to reach my destination, before the sun went down.
The old CB was blaring away, on channel one-nine
When there came a little boy's voice, on the radio line.
And he said,"Breaker, one-nine, is anyone there?
Come on back, truckers, and talk to "Teddy Bear."
Well, I keyed the mike and I said, "Well, you got it, Teddy Bear."
And the little boy's voice came back on the air,
"Preciate ya buddy,"Who we got on that end?"
I told him my handle, and then he began:
"Now, I'm not supposed to bother you fellas out there,
Mom says you're busy, and for me to stay off the air,
But, you see, I get lonely, and it helps to talk
'Cause that's about all I can do.
I'm crippled and I can't walk."
I came back and told him to fire up that mike
And I'd talk to him as long as he'd like.
"This was my Dad's radio," the little boy said,
But, I guess it's mine and Mom's now
'cause my daddy's dead.
Dad had a wreck about a month ago.
He was tryin' to get home in a blinding snow.
Mom has to work now, to make ends meet,
And I'm not much help, with my two crippled feet
She says not to worry, that we'll make it all right,
But, I hear her cryin', sometimes late at night.
You know, there's one thing I want,
more than anything else, to see.
Aw, I know you guys are too busy, to bother with me,
But, you see, my dad used to take me for
rides when he was home
But, I guess that's all over now, since my daddy's gone."
Not one breaker came on the old CB
As that little crippled boy, talked with me.
I tried hard to swallow, the lump just wouldn't stay down,
As I thought about my boy, back in Greenville town.
"Dad was gonna take Mom and me with him, later on this year.
Why, I remember him saying, "Someday this
old truck'll be yours, Teddy Bear"
But, I know I'll never get to ride an 18-wheeler again,
But, this old base will keep me in touch,
with all my trucker friends.
Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now, and leave you alone
'Cause it's about time, for Mom to come home.
But, you give me a shout when you're passin' through,
And I'll sure be happy, to come back to you."
Well, I came back and I said,"Before you go ten-ten,
What's your home-twenty, little CB friend?"
Well, he gave me his address, and I didn't once hesitate
'Cause this hot load of freight, was just gonna have to wait.
I turned that truck around on a dime
And headed straight for Jackson Street, 229
And as I rounded the corner, boy, I got one heck of a shock--
Eighteen-wheelers were lined up, for three city blocks!
Why, I guess every driver for miles around,
Had caught Teddy Bear's call.
And that little crippled boy was having a ball.
For as fast as one driver would carry him in,
Another would carry him to his truck, and take off again.
Well, you better believe, I took my turn at riding Teddy Bear.
And then I carried him back in, and put him down in his chair.
And, buddy, if I never live to see happiness again,
I want you to know I saw it that day, in the face of that little man
We took up a collection for him, before his mama got home
And each driver said goodbye and then they were all gone,
He shook my hand with a mile-long grin
And said, "So long, trucker, I'll catch you again!"
I hit that interstate with tears in my eyes,
And I turned on the radio and I got another surprise.
"Breaker, one-nine," came a voice on the air,
"Just one word of thanks, from Mama Teddy Bear.
We wish each and every one, a special prayer for you,
'Cause you just made my little boy's dream come true.
I'll sign off now before I start to cry.
May God ride with you. Ten-four, and goodbye."
Tribute to all of our hard working truckers!!!
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