Mayo and the Mustard

There was a time in my younger life
Where I hustled every place I went
I drove the roads haulin' heavy loads
So I could feed my kids, pay my rent
At a rest stop diner
I met a wise old timer
He offered up some good advice I never would forget

Here's what he told me
He said

Keep it between the mayo and the mustard
When you're driving on the road of life
If you start to swervin' and a curvin'
Ain't nothing gonna turn out right
Just take heed, son
And watch your speed
'Cause it all goes by so fast
In this race, there's no first place
And you're lucky just to come in last

I guess I don't have much to show
I never settled down
Baby, I was always on the go
If anybody asks me why I drive
Well, the answer's down the highway
Underneath blue skies

Twenty years, jammin' gears
Now I live alone
I spend my days on the interstate
And my kids have families of their own
At a rest stop diner
Now I'm that wise old timer
Servin' up those lessons
That I learned them years ago

This is what I tell 'em

Keep it between the mayo and the mustard
When you're driving on the road of life
If you start to swervin' and a curvin'
Ain't nothing gonna turn out right
Just take heed, son
And watch your speed
'Cause it all goes by so fast
In this race, there's no first place
And you're lucky just to come in last

I said in this race, there's no first place
And you're lucky just to come in last