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  Tattoos in Mayberry

In hay fields and open water
Clearing brush to work the land.
Tends sheep upon high mountain top.
Drives herd through Rio Grande.
Rests briefly in sweet clover,
for a chew, his only friend, Red Man.
And the heartache's never over,
for a hard drivin' man.

Fishing day and night in deep sea waters.
His achin' body works his plan.
Pushes hard til arms fall out their shoulders,
not unlike a well cooked ham.
There'll be no respite til sun up.
Then schools come in again.
No peaceful sleep forthcomin'
for a hard drivin' man.
Up at dawn waterin' the horses
Flaggin' balls for sports grand slam.
Slinging hash on chain gang road crew
He pays his debts to Uncle Sam.
In this hell, he finds his solace,
it's his God's master plan.
Another day of bone break work
for a hard drivin' man.

So, when you see him
on the highway,
over windswept,
sea and sand.
Show him loving kindness
He built the town you're livin' in.
Paved the roads you tramp all over.
His dusty trail has no end
and the heartache's never over
for a hard drivin' man.
and the heartache's never over
fore he's one hard drivin' man.

Buddy Bee Anthony

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