Widow Maker - Jimmy Martin

Widow Maker, Widow Maker

Were the words so bright and big

Painted 'cross the bumper

Of a shiny rig

Billy Mack kissed Wanda Anne

And climbed into his rig

Said he’d be back a-Tuesday night

Lets plan on somethin' big

That big red diesel roared to life

And Bill was L.A. bound

The wheels were hummin' Wanda Anne

As he rolled outta town

20 hundred RPMs were showing on the tach

But no one knew

this was the last long ride for Billy Mack

Widow Maker, Widow Maker

Only Bill could understand

Was goin' to make a widow

Outta pretty Wanda Anne

Just a few more miles

And Bill was on that mountain range

Where dead ahead

A pickup full of kids blocked both the lanes

Bill hit the air

Then he felt

His trailer slide and sway

And the pickup driver made no move

To help him clear the way

He just had time to think of Wanda

As he fought the wheel

Then Billy Mack was buried under

20 tons of steel

One life for ten

Has always been

A diesel drivers code

That’s why Billy slung that Widow Maker off the road

Songwriter (s): Buddy Wilson, Penny Jay