Farewell To The Road — текст песни (Dave Dudley)

(Farewell to the road farewell to the road)
Well ol` truck this is our farewell to the road I guess we`re both out of style
I could sell ye but I don`t need the money you sure don`t need the miles
That doctor says I gotta get off the road he tells me my eyes are sick
And they won`t let you run when you get too old that windshield gets too thick
We made many a run together ol` truck sometimes when I had me no help
I think I slept right behind that wheel you just kept driving yourself
Hey we had some swingers ol` timer like that gal from Tennessee
She rode with us pretty near six hundred miles ha that seat was warm for a week
Oh yeah I gave that radio on to Jim Smith you know that sure was a dandy thing
I`m gonna miss Ralph and Mike and Bill and all them boys
And hearin` them country people sing
And everytime I shave I see that scar that I picked up in Abilene
That gal was about as pretty as a summer night
But that boy that was with her he was awful mean
Well ol` timer I gotta be goin` and I`ll drink to you down at the bar
You know it`s gonna take me a month or two to get used to drivin` this car
Now this lot is yours as long as you want it and I`ll see you every two or three weeks
And maybe this just ain`t the proper thing to say but here`s hopin` you rust in peace
(Farewell to the road farewell to the road)