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  1. Mr. Marty

From the recording Old Timey Tunes, Vol. 2

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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

 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

 '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

 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)