Author: Don Fraser
I hear them wheels a hummin,
While ole Bill was in the sleeper,
On his guitar he was a strummin.
I hit a big bump in the road,
The flat bed trailer.
Lost itís load.
Yep it flipped and ole Billís,
He missed a string,
What a sound,
That screech was louder than the load,
As it scattered on,
On the road.
Ole Bill took his guitar and got out.
On his face, I could, see him pout,
He walked down the road,
He stepped over,
If he ever drove a truck again,
I donít, Know when,
But I did see him on the tv.
I guess he did better than me.
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