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The Trucker's Wallet

He climbed into his eighteen wheeler

And once more he thanked the dealer

For the hand that life had dealt him

For over 30 years

This would be his final journey

A little sad, a little lonely

As he remembered all the good times, the heartaches and the tearsSo he fired up his engine

Released his air brakes screamin'

Left the docks behind him without a worry or a care

This week he would retire

To sit beside the fire

And tell stories to his grandsons of truckers everywhereChorus:

And deep down in his pocket was a well worn leather wallet

A gift his father gave him

As he stood there by his side

With two pictures in the middle

One a mother old and feeble

And a young girl who was just 18

When she became his brideHe motored down the 75

Sure was good to be alive

As the memories came rushing back

Of when he was a boy

And he often told the story

How his dad brought his first lorry

A Bedford flat he brought one day from Taylor's of AkleycoilEvery day he'd rush home from school

To help his dad load flax and wool

And haul it to the markets

In Newry and Strabane

Then he knew his school days soon would end

For all he ever wanted then

Was just to be like his daddy

A big truck drivin' manChorus:

And deep down in his pocket was a well worn leather wallet

A gift his father gave him

As he stood there by his side

With two pictures in the middle

One a mother old and feeble

And a young girl who was just 18

When she became his brideJust like the trucker

The years rolled on

He finally got his 141

When he showed it to his mum and dad

Their eyes shone with delight

And his father from his pocket

Gave him a leather wallet

He said, "Always keep it near you,

Every day and night"So next week I'll hand the wallet on

To my boy to carry on

As he travels down that highway

On a long white line of life

And deep down in his pocket

He'll keep a leather wallet

With a picture of his mother

And his newly-wed young brideChorus:

And deep down in his pocket was a well worn leather wallet

A gift his father gave him

As he stood there by his side

With two pictures in the middle

One a mother old and feeble

And a young girl who was just 18

When she became his brideAnd a young girl who was just 18

When she became his bride

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