Farrell Remember hearing those semis gearing down For me and Mumma, we lived right on the high grade into town And I sure loved those white freighter lights, but there was something in My Mummas eyes When shed catch me looking at them, why a little bit of her died Mumma hated diesels so bad I guess I knew it had something to do with Dad The first time I saw her cry, was when one of those things went by Mumma hated diesels so bad Now the years rolled along, they werent kind to my poor Mum I didnt spend much time at home, I was busy having fun Then one day the county sherrif came and told me they had found A body by the side of the road, shed been flagging diesels down Now its just d the local preacher, standing in the grave yard grass He said he found this stuck in my s hand, it was a faded photograph I looked down at the picture, it was my Mumma and some guy Standing in front of a semi truck, Just Married written on the side
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