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<description><![CDATA[Oldhand`s Last Run

I`ve heard it said I`m getting old... Can`t run as fast or hard... Unable to throw freight as when younger... Take too long to clear the yard... 

While I may be soft spoken... My belly hanging much too low... The hair having turned sandy gray... I`ll be damned if I`ve pulled my last load... 

There`s so much more road to see... Listening to the turbo whine... And as long as God will allow me... I`ll hold her between the lines... 

The smell of diesel is intoxicating... Much more than love or beer... It makes one forget the life left behind... And the loved ones held so dear... 

The sun is rising in the cool morning air... While switching out at Curtis Bay... I`ll watch the sun go down in Shaky Town... In just a few more days... 

The large cars are pulling past me... While struggling over the Allegheny grades... My Mack pulled back in the low side... Remembering my younger days... 

Down 81 through the Shenandoah... Her beauty held in grace... But instead of admiring her wonders... The young bloods only race... 

It`s just as when I was young... In a hurry to get to the other end... The years passed so quickly by... Without seeing the reasons I am here... 

I briefly lay down at White Pine... Too tired to travel on... But I have to rest quickly... As this run has to be on time... 

Pulled the grade at Cookesville... Cleared K-Town before the rush... Pushing towards Music Town... Haven`t the time to stop for lunch... 

Over the Mighty Muddy... Around Memphis she rolls... Have to at least make Dallas... Before fatigue takes it`s deadly hold... 

It`s early in the morning... As down the grade I come... The lights of El Paso stretch before me... Twinkling before the rising sun... 

Across the deserts of New Mexico... Under the burning sun... Passing through Tucson... Looks like I`ll be on time... 

Make delivery in East LA... Have loaded to return... But somehow I`m not feeling right... As the return miles begin to burn... 

The roads I`ve run, the loads I`ve pulled... The people that I`ve met... The sights I`ve seen...the sounds I`ve heard... Will now only be remembered in my dreams... 

Pulling into the home terminal... The letter from safety I dread... They are pulling me off the road... And putting my Mack to bed... 

But I have come to realize... While having a cup with forgotten friends... And talking about how fast those big trucks ran... That soon none of us will have to call in...

-BEDSPREAD 1998]]></description>
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