Earle Steve - Home To Houston

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 


And I wound her up and shifted her down 


And I offered this prayer to my lord 


I said “God get me back home to Houston alive 


and I won’t drive a truck anymore” 





Early in the mornin’ and I’m rollin’ fast 


Haulin’ nine thousand gallons of high test gas 


Sergeant on the radio hollerin’ at me 


Look out up ahead here come a R.P.G. 


If I ever get home to Houston alive 


Then I won’t drive a truck anymore 





I’ve driven the big rigs for all of my life 


And my radio handle’s “Train” 


Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights 


I had ice water in my veins 


And I come over here ‘cause I just didn’t care 


Now I’m older and wiser by far 


If I ever get home to Houston alive 


Then I won’t drive a truck anymore 





Great God A’mighty what was wrong with me 


I know the money’s good but buddy can’t you see 


You can’t take it with you and that ain’t no lie 


I don’t wanna let ‘em get me I’m too young to die 


If I ever get home to Houston alive 


Then I won’t drive a truck anymore 





Sarangel Music (ASCAP)












		
			



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