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Nov 2009
Hey mister truckdriver
what do ya say
where might ya be going
ya headed my way?
well if you are
can I hitch a ride
I won't be a bother
would ya let me inside?
I promise no tricks,
knives, or guns
just some smiles
and lots of fun
No facades, lies,
or any games
cause I'm really tired
of riding the trains
I don't know where I'm going
but know where I have been
so maybe we can discover
a road with no end
One interstate at a time
no destination seen
bu we can take today
and be a two man team
Written by
connie rae sebert
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