[Verse 1] When I pulled out of Basra, they all wished me luck Just like they always did before With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck And a Bradley on my back door I wound her up and I shifted down I offered this prayer to my Lord [Chorus] I said, God, get me back home to Houston alive And I wont drive a truck anymore [Verse 2] Yes, early in morning, Im rolling fast Im hauling nine thousand gallons of hightest gas Sergeant on the radio hollering at me Said, Look out up ahead here come a R P G [Chorus] If I ever get home to Houston alive Then I wont drive a truck anymore [Verse 3] Well, Ive driven the big rigs for all of my life And my radio handles strain Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights I had ice water in my veins And I come over here because I just didnt care Now Im older and wiser by far [Chorus] If I ever get home to Houston alive I wont drive a truck anymore [Verse 4] Yeah, great God Almighty, what was wrong with me? I know the moneys good, but buddy, cant you see? You cant take it with you and aint no lie I dont want to let them get me, Im too young to die [Chorus] If I ever get home to Houston alive Then I wont drive a truck anymore
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