Willy Porter - Jesus on the Grille lyrics

It was late one night on a Kentucky highway, up ahead on the horizon, It was there before my eyes, I saw the glowin' cross of Jesus Christ. I saw Jesus on the grille, of a south-bound Peterbilt, Catchin' bugs between his teeth, and glowin' for everyone to see. He don't stop at those toll-booths, the state troopers let him roll on thru, Folks stop and stare at his long flowing hair, and his gold-capped tooth. I saw Jesus on the Grille, rolling down the Interstate, And I know we won't be late no darling, with the potentate of hauling freight, Talkin' Jesus, riding on the Grille, Talkin' Jesus blessing every road-k**. Talkin' Jesus giving points for good behavior, I've been redeemed by the 75 mph savior, tell it mommy now. I saw him down at a roadside diner, with a soybean burger and a side of fries, A big ol' gla** of chocolate milk, and a slice of apple pie. I saw Jesus, riding on the grille, I saw Jesus blessing every road-k**, I saw Jesus giving points for good behavior, We've been redeemed by the 75 mph savior, tell it baby now, yeah. I saw Jesus on the grille, rollin' thru the cold Kentucky night, And I know we won't be late no darling, he's the potentate of hauling freight. He's the potentate of hauling freight, you know with Jesus we won't be late. Man, where's Moses?