Wheels

Strapped in his stroller seat

Little shoes on his little feet

Mama pushes him up the street

And he waves as the cars go by

Though he's too young to know

He doesn't have much control

He just sits back and lets life roll

He's having fun and he don't know why

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And his wheels go around

Hear the sound of all the distance traveled

To where we begin and where we end

We're just rolling on our wheels

Eighteen and life's a bore

He knows there's gotta be more

Than pushing brooms and mopping floors

He doesn't waste another day

Downtown he finds a man

Who signs him up for Uncle Sam

At the time it seemed like a plan

And his Mama cried as he drove away

(repeat chorus)

The last eighty years have flown

And now he's too old to live alone

He wishes he could go back home

But he knows why

His old legs are obsolete

But the nurse tells him that he's sweet

She wheels him in when it's time to eat

And he really likes the Rhubarb pie

(repeat chorus)