(Stephen Dale Jones)



I was flying down the highway

Weaving in and out of traffic

I was racing time

An old man pulled out in front of me

And I went crazy as can be

I lost my mind

I blew my horn till I got close enough to see

And what was on his car-tag sure convicted me



POW 369

I should slaute you from this heart of mine

And thank you for placing your life on the line

For me, I'm free

I pray that the rest of your journey is a peaceful one

And may you take your own sweet time

Mr. POW 369



The things we take for granted

In this life we lead are tragic

We should be ashamed

He left his home and family

And cast his fate across the sea

Would we do the same

Well I sure bet he's got some stories he could tell

Ain't that many ever made it back from hell



POW 369

I should slaute you from this heart of mine

And thank you for placing your life on the line

For me, I'm free

I pray that the rest of your journey is a peaceful one

And may you take your own sweet time

Mr. POW 369



Let me thank you one more time

Mr. POW 369