Mama Hated Diesels

Farrell

Remember hearing those semis gearing down
For me and Mumma, we lived right on the high grade into town
And I sure loved those white freighter lights, but there was something in
My
Mumma's eyes
When she'd catch me looking at them, why a little bit of her died
Mumma hated diesels so bad
I guess I knew it had something to do with Dad
The first time I saw her cry, was when one of those things went by
Mumma hated diesels so bad
Now the years rolled along, they weren't kind to my poor Mum
I didn't spend much time at home, I was busy having fun
Then one day the county sherrif came and told me they had found
A body by the side of the road, she'd been flagging diesels down
Now it's just d the local preacher, standing in the grave yard grass
He said he found this stuck in my s hand, it was a faded photograph
I looked down at the picture, it was my Mumma and some guy
Standing in front of a semi truck, "Just Married" written on the side