“Historical Marker Marker”
By: Steve Everett
Verse 1
I’m an historical marker marker, I ain’t made of brick or stone
Just a thin brown sheet of metal bolted to a long gray pole
I’ve never seen the battlefield my brother’s plaque describes
I just stand up straight and pray that travelers take the time
Chorus
Hey someday, I hope my letters fade
Oh my bolt comes loose and turns my face
I don’t need the glory or the fame
I’d just love to feel a brand new coat of paint
And a heeling hand to set me back up straight
Verse 2
I’m an historical marker marker
There ain’t weather I ain’t seen
Or a single make and model burnin’ oil and gasoline
It’s been a couple thousand days since
I was forged, and cooled, and shaped and
Brought here and hammered into place
Bridge
And every time it rains I fear for every driver passing here
And the crashes break my heart
And I pretend that speeding cars
Are meteors and shooting stars
When their headlights break the dark