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