[bad word] the night
  veil over the light
  In the distance some shadows of the clouds in the sky
  I've got to get home, to my child, my wife
  
  [bad word] the night
  I'm scared to death, got to get me a ride
  It looks like the road is swallowing me up
  Gotta hurry home, don't dare to look back
  Blueville is straight ahead
  
  Another 45 miles to go
  Another 45 miles before I'm home
  I wish I could pay the sun [bad word]   Then I had some more time, with my wife, my son
  
  Clouds in the sky
  Gathering for a fight
  Chasing their prey till it can't go on
  I mend my pace 'cos my bride is waiting home
  
  [bad word] the night
  I'm scared to death, got to get me a ride
  It looks like the road is swallowing me up
  Gotta hurry home, don't dare to look back
  Blueville is straight ahead
  
  Another 45 miles to go
  Another 45 miles before I'm home
  I wish I could pay the sun [bad word]   Then I had some more time, with my wife, my son