They called him up to the main office, told him Friday was his last day,
he came back down to the shop, started puting his things away.
Took down all them old posters, been there since 84.
Hard to believe this day had come, not excited anymore.
Got the call to the main office, I wondered now what again?!
called me on the carpet, said I'd be replacing him.
Stood there in amazement, just couldn't get it to sink in.
I'm replacing my teacher, boss,......my friend.
Times we used to talk about how many years left to this day.
Sleep in with no alarm clock, fish the day away.
Finally buy that Harley or mabey take that cruise.
Somehow it's not like the dream when you finally get the news.
I walked him to his truck and found no words to say,
seems  kind of odd, we used to talk all **** day.
So I shook his hand and gave him a hug,
sent him on his way. Walked back into the shop,
it now seems so strange.
Watched him from the open doors disappear in a cloud of dust.
One mans journey ended here today, one is about to start.