Truck Stop Gospel

18 wheels and 18 miles to Tuccumcari

Just me and Billy Ghram and the Bibles that I carry

Me I'm not just any other Dick or Harry

I got a big cross painted on the side of my rig

To remind the devil that he ain't so big and scary

Crucifix hanging from my rear view mirror

Crown of thorns helps me see things clearer

When I'm lost the hands they help me steer her

When I hit that rumble strip

It reminds me that the Gospel ship

Is getting nearer

Well I'm Paul the Apostle

Preaching truckstop Gospel

I'm not angry, no

I'm not hostle

Just want you to love my Jesus

Going to make you a true believer

Just want to modify your behavior

I just want you to love my Savior

Fifteen thousand Bibles on my tires

Holy water radiator this truck ain't for hire

Tell anybody who will listen

That I've been saved

I'm a god fearing Chistian

On fire

Parking lot lady

Wants me to let her climb in

Says 'Is my kind of truck,

The kind she could have a good time in?'

She jumped up, but before she could even chime in.

I was speaking in The Holy Spirit

I cast that demon out

I could hear it dying