Bobby Broome

Lyrics

Spent half my life over 18 wheels across this land up and down these hills. I made good time and I still had time to spare. Under pourin' rain, over ice and snow, I found my way, never lost a load. 'Cause before I hit the road I'd say this prayer.
(Chorus) Lord willin' and the creek don't rise, God speed and the road stays wide. Bless me and the rocks don't slide. I'll make this run. Take a sit right by my side, take the wheel if I closemy eyes. Lord willin' and the creek don't rise, thy will be done.
Well, I've had some flats and a few close calls. Paid some fines, still all in all, I've had my share of luck along the way. Yeah, there ain't no doubt who rides with me. The good Lord keeps me company and before I turn the key I bow and pray.
(Repeat Chorus)