Your family, your friends the young and the old patiently waited for you to arrive You who had driven so many around, picking up dropping off those who needed a lift
Well to-day was your day to be driven in style You arrived right on time the service in the church was about to begin You were carried down the aisle to rest While those present paid their respects
You were honoured to-day by family, your friends, the young and the old You, the husband, the grandfather, a friend You who drove the young and the old have now been called to your heavenly home We will miss you, our bus driver Our dear friend.
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