Bury Me In A Scrap Yard

I’ve been a truck driver all my life, and when it’s my time to go, bury me in a scrap yard, where all the old trucks go. I am used to the diesel smoke and burning rubber, just bury me with the old wrecks and no one will notice me there. I’ve spent a lifetime on the road with squealing brakes, burning rubber and diesel smoke choking my throat. I’ve driven my old truck a thousand miles or more and then back home again. Therefore, when it’s my time to go, bury me in a scrap yard, where all the old trucks go and if you want to give me a marker put a detour sign over my head. I’ve seen loads of them wherever I had to go, so when I go to the Lord, bury my earthy remains underneath a scrap yard where all the old trucks go as I will be at home there with diesel smoke and burning rubber.