There Lies A Workhorse

Lyrics

The cab is in shambles, the bearings are shot The tires are more than well-worn The trailers are buckled, the skid-plates are bent All the tarps are discolored and torn There are no dogs and chains, just a bag of ol' ropes All knotted, too short, and too frayed And it looks like the outfit has never been washed Since the day when the gear was first made There are four broken side-lights, a broken toolbox The mud-flaps are gone from the rear The floorboards are missing, the U-bolts are loose Not at all what you'd call first-class gear From the mud and the dust, inches deep on the wheels I can see hard work written thereon One look underneath at that oil-splattered sump And I know every oil seal has gone How many hundreds of tons has it hauled And how many roads does it know? This ol' rig one time was some truck jockey's joy Ah, but that was a long time ago Yes, it lies here a wreck and they rob it for spares 'Twill soon be devoured by rust Or some bulldozer driver will bury it deep In its shroud of mud, grease, and bulldust The cab is in shambles, the bearings are shot The tires are more than well-worn The trailers are buckled, the skid-plates are bent All the tarps are discolored and torn