"The Son Arose"   ( David Hancock & Eugene Montgomery )

It was getting late and I was driving west
On a winding road I watched the sunset
I Had some hard times weighing on mind
Seems I'm always in some kind of bind

The {good book says that he stood alone}
He took {on our burdens and made em his own}
He endured the pain took on our woes
Then {after the darkness the Son arose}

So if you’re on the road in the dark of night
And wonder how life could ever be right
A long day of trucking you’re tired to the bone
And 18 wheels make a lonesome moan

(repeat chorus)