"Tater Bob"

Just up the hill
Lives a man called "Tater Bob".
Hauling loads in a big truck
Use to be his job.
Driving in the Alaskan frontier Around the place called Prudhoe Bay
Hauling everything from lumber to mud
For many miles one way.
Everything is frozen when
The temperature drops to fifty below
There is no leeway or mercy
When an 18 loses a load
With all the C.B. chatter
You hear in the early morning You have to get that load delivered
Despite all the weather warnings.
Up, down, and back around. Through to the mountain pass
Hoping and praying to God.
That his big truck wouldn't crash
I've heard stories of drivers
Jack knifing down a hill
Flipping their trucks over
And some of them getting killed
They say that ice road trucking
Is one of America's most dangerous jobs
But I know a man who did it all
And his name is "Tater Bob"

By: DMCharamut
To: Bob Birt
Sweet Home, OR
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