My Silver Wheels oh my Silver Wheels
Did you adore the joyride
For an hour and a half
With just you and me
On the slippery roads
From Austin Lake Hills to Manchaca
And back again
My hands were firm on the steering wheels
My eyes affixed on the road ahead
I prayed for both of us
To be safely delivered
To our destination intact
On Bliss Spillar Road
I thought you’d get a rest
While my legs got running to do
But Nature intervened
And the authorities declared
The fields are to be closed
They are too wet to be trampled on
By soccer players and referees
I am glad you were my loyal companion
Taking me safely back to our abode
It was a bitter sweet experience
I did not get to run
But I got a joyride with you
My Silver Wheels oh my Silver Wheels
