TJ959
Veteran Expediter
Retired
Life was hard a year ago.
Up and down the roads I'd go.
Hauling freight both far and near,
that's the way it was last year.
Living in a van, I was,
to earn a living and because,
the road was calling ... hey old man,
the life you love is in your van.
But, how could that be , I said,
with foam and plywood for a bed.
Cold in winter is no fun
and smoldering in the summer sun,
is not for me but still I'd go.
Is there something I don't know?
I left it all behind last year
to be with family and all that's dear.
Why do I miss that old life now?
Because I'm stupid, that's why .... AND HOW!
Life was hard a year ago.
Up and down the roads I'd go.
Hauling freight both far and near,
that's the way it was last year.
Living in a van, I was,
to earn a living and because,
the road was calling ... hey old man,
the life you love is in your van.
But, how could that be , I said,
with foam and plywood for a bed.
Cold in winter is no fun
and smoldering in the summer sun,
is not for me but still I'd go.
Is there something I don't know?
I left it all behind last year
to be with family and all that's dear.
Why do I miss that old life now?
Because I'm stupid, that's why .... AND HOW!