Laid upon the dashboard
Of his old pickup truck
Or stuffed down in the pocket
Of his short sleeve button up
I've seen it in his toolbox
Beside the tractor seat
Wherever he was working
He kept it within reach
It was his trusted companion
It was a rock and his best friend
It was a truth, it was a light
When the path grew dim
And he carried it
Because it carried him
It carried him with strength
When he was tired and down
It carried him with hope
When hope could not be found
And when his love laid helpless
And hе knew it was goodbye
It promised him еternity
And peace for when he cried
It was his trusted companion
It was a rock and his best friend
It was a truth, it was a light
When the path grew dim
And he carried it
Because it carried him
Of his old pickup truck
Or stuffed down in the pocket
Of his short sleeve button up
I've seen it in his toolbox
Beside the tractor seat
Wherever he was working
He kept it within reach
It was his trusted companion
It was a rock and his best friend
It was a truth, it was a light
When the path grew dim
And he carried it
Because it carried him
It carried him with strength
When he was tired and down
It carried him with hope
When hope could not be found
And when his love laid helpless
And hе knew it was goodbye
It promised him еternity
And peace for when he cried
It was his trusted companion
It was a rock and his best friend
It was a truth, it was a light
When the path grew dim
And he carried it
Because it carried him
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