by: Louisa (ladybird_59@hotmail.com)

FOUR BIG WHEELS
(sung to the tune of EIGHTEEN WHEELS by Kathy Mattea)

Bobby's got a gold watch,
Donh't seem like a whole lot.
After all this time mending and defending his computer state.
Yeah, but Bobby's got a good life,
Now Bobby's got a good wife,
And after tonight she'll no longer be counting the days.

Four big wheels and a dozen roses,
A few more miles on his coming-home run,
A few more songs from the all-night radio,
Then he'll spend the rest of his life with the one that he loves.

They'll buy a new apartment,
And he'll take her to his hometown,
They'll do a lot of catching up a little at a time.
With peices of the old dream,
They're gonna light the old flame,
Doing what they please leaving every other reason behind.

Four big wheels and a dozen roses,
A few more miles on his coming-home run,
A few more songs from the all-night radio,
Then he'll spend the rest of his life with the one that he loves.

Four big wheels and a dozen roses,
A few more miles on his coming-home run,
A few more songs from the all-night radio,
Then he'll spend the rest of his life with the one that he loves.

Four big wheels and a dozen roses,
A few more miles on his coming-home run,
A few more songs from the all-night radio,
Then he'll spend the rest of his life with the one that he loves.