oh I have no break
Lord I have no peace of mind
give me rest for Jesus' sake
can't stand a life of this kind
cos' I'll leave early this morning
but I'd rather be lame and blind
day by day stuck into the cab
I wag my trailer to death
the road ahead just drives me mad
feel like a damn spin-top
cos' I'll leave early this morning
but I'd rather be lame and blind
oh and when I get home
I find that I wed a boar
stuck to his fishing poles
farts and treats me like a whore
cos' I'll leave early this morning
but I'd rather be lame and blind
my haul is heavy and does stink
it's time for me to wash me down clean
or get dirty if you know what I mean
oh and when finally I get home
it ain't cozy and my husband's drunk
he does love more his fishing poles
as he treats me like a whore
cos' I'll leave early this morning
but I'd rather be lame and blind
