Tác giả : Darryl Worley
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
I was flying down the highway 
Weaving in and out of traffic 
I was racing time 
An old man pulled out in front of me 
And I went crazy as can be 
I lost my mind 
I blew my horn till I got close enough to see 
And what was on his car-tag sure convicted me 
 
POW 369 
I should slaute you from this heart of mine 
And thank you for placing your life on the line 
For me, I'm free 
I pray that the rest of your journey is a peaceful one 
And may you take your own sweet time 
Mr. POW 369 
 
The things we take for granted 
In this life we lead are tragic 
We should be ashamed 
He left his home and family 
And cast his fate across the sea 
Would we do the same 
Well I sure bet he's got some stories he could tell 
Ain't that many ever made it back from hell 
 
POW 369 
I should slaute you from this heart of mine 
And thank you for placing your life on the line 
For me, I'm free 
I pray that the rest of your journey is a peaceful one 
And may you take your own sweet time 
Mr. POW 369 
 
Let me thank you one more time 
Mr. POW 369