TODAY AS I BOARD MY YELLOW BUS
I ASK THAT YOU’LL WATCH OVER US
THE DRIVER NEEDS A GUIDING HAND
TO SAFELY DRIVE THIS ROUTE AGAIN
MAY YOU WATCH THE CHILDREN, EVERY ONE
UNTIL AT LAST THIS DAY IS DONE
THROUGH DARKEST NIGHT AND DEEPEST SNOW
WITH RAINS FROM THE HEAVEN AND WINDS THAT BLOW
MAY YOU HELP ME IN MY DAILY TASK
AND GUIDING THOSE WHO MAY NOT ASK
THIS JOB WE DO IS SOMETIMES BLEAK
IT’S OF THE DRIVERS THAT I SPEAK
WITH NO MENTION WE DRIVE EACH DAY
TO SEND THESE CHILDREN ON THEIR WAY
WE LIVE WITH ALL THE UPS AND DOWNS
THAT MAKE THESE CHILDREN GIGGLE AND FROWN
WE SEE THE LAUGHTER AND SOME TEARS
WE CHEERISH THE SMILES AND BANISH THE FEARS
WE FIND THE ITEMS THAT ARE LOST
WE’RE ALWAYS PATIENT NO MATTER THE COST
WE FIX THEIR COATS AND TIE THEIR SHOES
THERES NOTHING THAT WE DRIVERS WON’T DO
WE SAY GOOD MORNING AND GOOD NIGHT
AND WILL OCCSIONALLY, BREAK UP A FIGHT
WE PICK THE GUM FROM OFF THE SEAT
WE SMILE AT EACH CHILD WE MEET
WE WAVE AT PARENTS AND ENJOY THEM TOO
BUT IT SEEMS NO ONE APPRECIATES, EXACTALLY WHAT WE DO
WE DEAL WITH IRATE MOTORIST EVERY SINGLE DAY
WHO THINK THAT YELLOW BUSES ARE ONLY IN THEIR WAY
THEY FORGET THE PRECIOUS CARGO WE CARYY HERE INSIDE
THEY TAKE THEIR CHANCES, ACCELARATE-AND THEN THEY PASS US BY
WE ARE JUST THE DRIVERS WHO TRANSPORT EVERY DAY AND NIGHT
WE ARE JUST THE DRIVERS WHO WAKE BEFORE THE MORNING LIGHT
WE ARE JUST THE DRIVERS WHO NEVER GET ANY OF THE PRAISE
FOR CARING FOR THE CHILDREN WE TAXI EVERY DAY
WE ENDURE PAPER WADS, SPIT-BALLS ANYTHING THAT’S THROWN
WE TOLERATE SOME HAZARDS THAT MOST WILL NEVER KNOW
BUT STILL EACH DAY WE CARRY ON KNOWING THAT WE MATTER
AND MANAGE TO STAY FOCUSED THROUGHOUT THE ENDLESS CHATTER
A SILENT REQUEST BOTH HONEST AND TRUE
A SILENT REQUEST I GIVE TO YOU
THANK YOU LORD FOR ALL YOUV’E DONE
IN HELPING ME WITH THE LITTLE ONES.
