THIS TIME DAD WHY DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT KEY AND LET ME DIVE INTO THAT LAKE.
I WILL SWIM WAY DOWN, CARRYING THAT CROWN AND FINALLY GIVE YOU A BREAK.

36 YEARS OF DRIVING THAT RIG, GAVE US A HOME A LIFE, MEMORIES AND HOPE.
I  WALK STRAIGHT WITH CONFIDENCE AND PRIDE KNOWING YOU'RE AT THE OTHER END OF THAT ROPE.

GOD BLESSED ME ONCE WHEN HE GAVE ME YOU AND DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW IT
DAD.
NOW YOU'RE GONE, UP IN THE HEAVENS TELLING YOUR STORIES SO I'M NOT SAD.

THE MILEAGE DON'T MATTER ANYMORE NOW DAD YOU TURNED YOUR LAST MILE.
LOOK DOWN FROM HEAVEN AND TAKE THE BEST SEAT IT'S TIME YOU LIVED IN STYLE.

AND THAT BRASS RING YOU SAID YOU REACHED FOR IN LIFE, BUT DIDN'T QUITE OBTAIN. WELL, YOU GOT IT DAD, SNATCHED IT FROM THE SKY, AND IT SHELTERED US FROM THE COLD AND RAIN.

I'LL TURN OFF THAT RIG AND LET THAT DETROIT DIESEL FOREVER SLEEP.
THE KEY I'LL TOSS INTO THE LAKE AND WATCH IT CASCADE DOWN INTO THE DEEP.

THE ROAR OF THE RIG THAT GAVE YOU LIFE WILL BE PUT TO REST FOR GOOD.AND I WILL REMEMBER YOUR RESOLVE, HONOR AND PRIDE, LIKE ANY FINE SON WOULD.

BELLS ARE RINGING IN A DISTANT CHURCH NOT SO FAR AWAY.AND THEY REMIND ME OF THE DISAPPEARING DREAMS OF YESTERDAY.

YOU'RE ALIVE IN THE MOUNTAINS AND SOARING OVER THE SEAS.YOU'RE WALKING IN THE FORESTS AND BEING UPLIFTED THROUGH THE BREEZE.

WE WILL SEE YOU AGAIN ONE DAY I KNOW, MAYBE BY THE PEARLY GATE.YOU NEVER LET ME DOWN, NOT EVEN ONCE, SO I KNOW YOU WON'T BE LATE.

                                                                      Ken Del Cogliano
                                                                           April 4, 2006