Mama Hated Diesels [Live]

Lyrics

Alright Mama hated diesels so bad I guess I knew it was somethin' to do with Dad The first I ever seen her cry Was after one-a them things went by Mama hated diesels so bad Well, I remember hearin' those semis gearin' down See, Mama and me, we lived right on that high grade into town Well, I sure liked them white freight-liners But there was somethin' in Mama's eye 'Cause when she'd catch me watchin' the road Lord, a little bitty piece of her died And Mama hated diesels so bad I guess I knew it was somethin' to do with Dad The first I ever seen her cry Was after one-a them things went by Mama hated diesels so bad Well now, as the years passed, and I grew older Well, naturally, Mama did too But it wasn't too awful long before she just quit singin' and laughin' Why, it got to where she'd hardly even eat And I began spendin' my time away from home Well, I wouldn't come back from school till way past dark I guess I was just too busy havin' some kinda fun Either messin' around with some gal, or Or else hangin' around the local truckstop Talkin' with my buddies about all the big rigs That was all the time blowin' in And talkin' about all the crazy places we never been Like California Well, anyway, one day the county sheriff come up to me and Seems they'd found my mom a-wanderin' all by herself In the middle of the highway, cryin' Well, she was tryin', of all things, Lord To flag down one-a them great big ole semi-trucks With a little bitty white pocket handkerchief Well, they took my mama to the county home, and That left me on my own So I got a job unloadin' rigs at the local freight-yard, and Pretty soon I'd saved up enough to get me a rig a' my own And I left my hometown on my very first run to Frisco Well, that was, uh, three years ago today, Lord And I ain't been back home in all that time Since then till now Now it's me and the local preacher Standin' in the graveyard grass Starin' down at that highway Watchin' those big boys pass Well, he laid his hand upon me And he prayed for quite some time But I could barely understand a word he said Behind that highway's whine Well, he handed me a faded photograph He said that he'd found it in my mama's hand He said, Son, I'm afraid that you, and this here picture Is the best your mama ever had Well, I looked down at the picture It was Mama and some guy Standin' in front of a semi-truck "Just Married" painted on the side Mama hated diesels so bad I guess I knew it was somethin' to do with Dad The first I ever seen her cry Was after one-a them things went by Mama hated diesels so bad Mama hated diesels so bad Thank you Dry your eyes, ladies and gentlemen Hey, let me tell you, that didn't really happen, by the way That was just a song somebody made up, no big deal Don't worry about it