IF, as I drive along some day,
A BIG HAND reaches down,
And lifts me, with my car and all
Completely off the ground
And takes me to another place
That most folks never see,
Compelling me to spend a week;
Big Hand, my car and me.
And when I'm set down once again,
As gently as I 'rose;
And asked by friends, "Where have you been?"
They've wondered, I suppose;
I'll say, "Just to another place,
That most folks never see."
They'll shake their heads and smile a bit,
But mostly, pity me.
SO, if YOU'RE ever driving,
And a BIG HAND reaches down
And lifts you with your car and all
Completely off the ground;
And takes you to another place,
For a week or so, I say,
"If you're coming back to doubtful friends,
Perhaps you'd better stay."
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