A Truck Driver's Daughter

My Dad drove a big grocery truck, An eighteen-wheeler it was, It gave me a thrill just to look at that monster, But to ride in it gave me a buzz. Dad drove for the Kroger Grocery stores- He drove all over the state, Sometimes sixteen or eighteen hours a day Just to give people the food which they ate. I will always have a soft spot in my heart- For the guys and gals who drive today, They have to go to school for a start- Then drive long hours for their pay. My Dad was a very careful driver- He only had one accident in sixteen years, He had driven for fifteen hours with only two hours sleep- Then dozed off at the wheel which was always something to fear My Dad worked hard all of his life, My respect for him grew and grew- Then as I became older-I realized What it really meant to be a truck-driver's daughter.