Trucker's Funeral Lyrics

Daddy was a trucker man, said every inch of this fair land [?]
He didn't mind the taxing hours, just loved the road like his old man before
Me and my two sisters and my mama missed him while he was away
But, we held the fort in Georgia
And daddy made sure all the bills got paid
Mama always told him, "Honey, get your rest and please mind what you eat"
But I guess he didn't listen, his heart gave out when he was 53

At my daddy's funeral, we saw some folks we'd never seen before
So, I thought nothing of it when I saw four strangers walking through the door
I heard the lady tell someone the three boys, they were all [?] sons and men
My eyes grew the size of saucers
I could not believe what I heard next

She said, "We came here to Georgia, all the way from California, where we lived, to bury my poor husband where he was born because that was his wish"
I looked at my mama, but her eyes were locked on something like a bolt
Three little versions of my daddy hanging off their widow mother's coat
Daddy's wife in Georgia and his wife in California [?]
Neither of them said a word, just looked at each other and cried

Years have passed and now I have a growing little family of my own
How's he do so much in life, I just had to learn to let it go
It's hard enough to keep a family happy when you're dealing with just one
Daddy kept his families happy, guess that's a feat for anyone

At that trucker's funeral
Two women buried wedding rings
If you're at a trucker's funeral
Be prepared for anything


At that trucker's funeral
Two women buried wedding rings
If you're at a trucker's funeral
Be prepared for anything