Bill Osofsky songs
Not writing much these days, so I'm just reposting an old one. No need to comment
Bill
THE NIGHT AND EIGHTEEN WHEELS
(verse)
He kissed her on their porch last week and hugged her hard
And felt the baby that she's gonna have
He told her how he misses her when they're apart
Said "take care, babe" and climbed up in his cab
(prechorus)
And Mississippi seems a million miles away tonight
Knowin' she's there by herself and hoping she's alright
(chorus)
The mile signs fly by him
The white line's just a blur
All he's got is solitude
And thoughts that drift to her
It isn't hard to put a man
In touch with how he feels
When there's nothing but the night
And eighteen wheels
(verse)
It got cloudy as he rolled into Colorado Springs
The cold air told him this sure wasn't home
And the voice of Alan Jackson was the only thing
That made him feel he wasn't all alone
(prechorus)
At three AM he thinks of her as snow begins to fall
And he wonders if he'd frighten her or thrill her if he calls
(repeat chorus)
(bridge)
Eight more nights like this out on the road
And the stuff there in his trailer, that's not his heavy load
(repeat chorus)
Bill Osofsky, BMI, Shelia Quattlebaum, BMI copyright
Bill
THE NIGHT AND EIGHTEEN WHEELS
(verse)
He kissed her on their porch last week and hugged her hard
And felt the baby that she's gonna have
He told her how he misses her when they're apart
Said "take care, babe" and climbed up in his cab
(prechorus)
And Mississippi seems a million miles away tonight
Knowin' she's there by herself and hoping she's alright
(chorus)
The mile signs fly by him
The white line's just a blur
All he's got is solitude
And thoughts that drift to her
It isn't hard to put a man
In touch with how he feels
When there's nothing but the night
And eighteen wheels
(verse)
It got cloudy as he rolled into Colorado Springs
The cold air told him this sure wasn't home
And the voice of Alan Jackson was the only thing
That made him feel he wasn't all alone
(prechorus)
At three AM he thinks of her as snow begins to fall
And he wonders if he'd frighten her or thrill her if he calls
(repeat chorus)
(bridge)
Eight more nights like this out on the road
And the stuff there in his trailer, that's not his heavy load
(repeat chorus)
Bill Osofsky, BMI, Shelia Quattlebaum, BMI copyright
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