CDs and Lyrics
Mr. Marty
03:53
Mark Brine
2016
Lyrics
Written by: Mark Brine
I was sitting in the barroom sipping on a beer
When I noticed by the window, this old man sitting there
He kept on staring at the street each time a truck went by
He looked like he just lost a friend, so I thought that I'd oblige
So I sat right down there with him and I introduced myself
He said, "I'm Mr. Marty," I asked if I could help
He told a summed up story of how he'd retired from the road
'Cause once a trucker gets too old they gotta let him go
He said, "I'm Mr. Marty," I asked if I could help
He told a summed up story of how he'd retired from the road
'Cause once a trucker gets too old they gotta let him go
Look son, ain't she beautiful, a diesel coasted by
If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
Well me, I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling bad
If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
Well me, I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling bad
'Cause you see a man has got to do the things
That drive him to go on and old age shows no mercy
If the lovin'-it's that strong
It tempts you to your grave if times deserted you behind
The same way that the passin' trucks haunt Mr. Marty's mind
That drive him to go on and old age shows no mercy
If the lovin'-it's that strong
It tempts you to your grave if times deserted you behind
The same way that the passin' trucks haunt Mr. Marty's mind
Look son ain't she beautiful another truck went by
If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
Well me I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling sad
©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)
If I was only young, a tear came to his eye
Well me I'd never drove a truck like Mr. Marty had
Still knowing what it meant to him, I couldn't help feeling sad
©Chip 'n Dale Music (ASCAP)