Trucker Husband

Many miles away you sit in a truckstop filled with women. ~ And I worry! They feed you steak and smell like french perfume they refill your cup. ~ And I worry! You look down from your window at their mini-skirted thighs zooming along the interstate. ~ And I worry! The phone rings late at night and you're away~ somewhere. ~ And I worry! But you need not worry! Cause when the last load is delivered and your eighteen wheels roll toward home. I'll be there waiting. For the love of my Trucker Husband!