At the start of my day,
I kneel and pray,
Attempting God's favor to gain!
For "I wouldn't have a prayer,"
If I went out there,
Without His protection in "the fast lane!"
There aren't enough hours in a day to get my work done!
Then, time flies "like a weaver's shuttle" when I'm havin' fun!
But, it doesn't do any good to complain,
Such is life in "the fast lane!'
As soon as I pay my bills they're back again.
It seems like they just keep rollin' in.
Ah, but I'm not one to "raise Cain!"
I just pay 'em and keep goin' in "the fast lane"
They say when I was born I began to die!
Life sure is short from "one's first cry."
It's just like ridin' a runaway train.
I guess that's why they call it "the fast lane!"
There's a world full of folks runnin' to and fro!
Sometimes I wonder where they all go.
They're busy night and day, come sunshine or rain!
Life's like a merry-go-round in "the fast Lane!"
I guess it would be nice to move from town,
And find a little place in the country and settle down!
From hurryin' and scurryin' I would refrain!
Ah, but I've become so accustomed to "the fast lane."
Dear Lord, when it comes my time to go,
I'll probably be in the fast lane movin' slow!
I'll be grimacing from every ache and pain.
So, I'll be glad to see You coming for me in "the fast lane!
Robert F. Dotson © 2007
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