I was on the outskirts of a little southern town, trying to reach my destination before the sun went down The old CB was blaring away on channel 1-9, when there came a little boy's voice on the radio line And he said: Breaker 1-9, is anyone there? Come on back, truckers, and talk to Teddy Bear! Well, I keyed the mike and said: You got it, Teddy Bear! And a little boy's voice came back on the air Appreciate the break, who we got on that end? I told him my handle, and then he began: Now, I'm not supposed to bother you fellows out there Mom says you're busy and for me to stay off the air But you see, I get lonely and it helps to talk 'cause that's about all I can do, I'm crippled and I can't walk. I came back and told him to fire up that mike And I'd talk to him, as long as he liked This was my dad's radio, the little boy said But I guess it's mine and mom's now, 'cause my daddy's dead Dad had a wreck about a month ago He was trying to get home in a blinding snow Mom has to work now, to make ends meet And I'm not much help, with my two crippled feet She says not to worry, that we'll make it alright But I hear her crying sometimes late at night You know there's just one thing I want more than anything else to see Aw, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me But you see, my dad used to take me for rides when he was home But I guess that's all over now since my daddy's gone. Not one breaker came on the old CB, as that little crippled boy talked with me I tried hard to swallow a lump that just wouldn't stay down, as I thought about my boy back in Greenville Town. Dad was going to take mom and me with him later on this year I remember him saying: Someday this old truck will be yours, Teddy Bear But I know I'll never get to ride an 18-wheeler again But this old base will keep me in touch with all my trucker friends. Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone 'cause it's about time for mom to come home But you give me a shout when you're passing through And I'll sure be happy to come back to you. Well, I came back and I said: You, before you go 10-10, what's your home, little CB friend?" Well, he gave me his address, and I didn't once hesitate 'Cause this hot load of freight was just gonna have to wait. I turned that truck around on a dime and headed straight for Jackson Street, 229 And as I rounded the corner, oh, I got one heck of a shock: 18 wheelers were lined up for three city blocks! Why, I guess every driver for miles around had caught Teddy Bear's call And that little crippled boy was having a ball For as fast as one driver would carry him in, another would carry him to his truck and take off again. Well, you better believe I took my turn at riding Teddy Bear And then I carried him back in and put him down in his chair And buddy, if I never live to see happiness again I want you to know I saw it that day in the face of that little man We took up a collection for him before his mama got home And each driver said goodbye and then they all were gone He shook my hand with a mile-long grin and said: So long, trucker I'll catch you again. Well, I hit the Interstate with tears in my eyes I turned on the radio and I got another surprise Breaker 1-9, came a voice on the air, just one word of thanks from Mama Teddy Bear We wish each and every one, a special prayer for you 'cause you just made my little boy's dream come true I'll sign off now, before I start to cry May God ride with you, 10-4, and goodbye.