Richard Shindell - Next Best Western

It’s the middle of the night 


Near the Indiana line 


I’m pulling in a Christian station 


The signal’s crystal clear 


But I cannot really hear 


What he says about the Revelation 


I am wretched, I am tired 


But the preacher is on fire 


And I wish I could believe 





Whoever watches over all these truckers 


Show a little mercy for a weary sinner 


And deliver me – Lord, deliver me 


Deliver me to the next best western 





Did he who made the lamb 


Put the tremble in the hand 


That reaches out to take me quarter 


I look him in the eye 


But there isn’t any time 


Just time enough to pass the tender 


The highway takes its toll 


The green light flashes go 


And it’s welcome to Ohio 





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At four a.m. on 80 East 


It’s in the nature of the beast 


To wonder if there’s something missing 


I am wretched, I am tired 


But the preacher is on fire 


And I wish I could believe 





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