Number Forty-Two Bus Driver

Lyrics

Five-thirty a.m., she's up before the sun
Coffee in the thermos, got a whole city to run
Rolls out the depot, engine humming low
Forty-two on the front, and the people gonna know
First stop, nurse in her scrubs, half asleep
Second stop, student with a backpack deep
Third stop, grandpa with his cane and his hat
She waits for every step, that's the heart of that

Doors swing open, step inside
Everybody gets a ride

Number forty-two, bus driver, take us through
Rain or shine, she's right on time for you
Number forty-two, keeping the city moving
Hands on the wheel and she's always proving

Snow on the street and the lanes are slick
Smooth on the brakes, she don't miss a trick
Kid runs late, waving down the block
She spots him in the mirror, gives the horn a knock
Tourist lost with a map upside down
She points him right toward the old downtown
Never gets a trophy, never makes the news
But the whole town moves on her daily dues

Doors swing open, step inside
Everybody gets a ride

Number forty-two, bus driver, take us through
Rain or shine, she's right on time for you
Number forty-two, keeping the city moving
Hands on the wheel and she's always proving

Evening rush, the seats all full
Tired faces glowing in the window pull
She hums a little tune at the red light stop
Whole bus swaying like a rolling barbershop
Last stop comes, she checks each row
Make sure no one's sleeping, make sure they know
Home is just a block, take your time, take care
Tomorrow she'll be back, she'll be right there

So when you step off, say thank you
Two small words, but they carry through
So when you step off, say thank you
The city runs on folks like you

Number forty-two, bus driver, take us through
Rain or shine, she's right on time for you
Number forty-two, keeping the city moving
Hands on the wheel and she's always proving

Forty-two, forty-two
Keeping the city moving through