Truck I Drove in High School
She had faded red paint on her windshield
Said, "Zero dollars down, come make a deal"
Passed by it every day till I couldn't pass it up no more
Rocking three good years and miss you lane
A tailgate hanging on by a thread
With an old V8 knock-knocking on heaven's door
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
But every hour I cut to earn it was worth it
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
Driving by my own rules
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
Man, I never felt more cool
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
I was playing chicken with a check engine light
Sent a twenty dollar bill to the emission guy
Got her shined up good for that game every Friday night
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
But I was happy it was working
(Working)
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
Driving by my own rules
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
Man, I never felt more cool, yeah, it's true
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
(That truck I drove)
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I bet she's running like nothin's changed
Duck tape, zip tie, static on the radio
Driving on the back, kissing on twenty-four
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
Driving by my own rules
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
Man, I never felt more cool, yeah, it's true
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder
Said, "Zero dollars down, come make a deal"
Passed by it every day till I couldn't pass it up no more
Rocking three good years and miss you lane
A tailgate hanging on by a thread
With an old V8 knock-knocking on heaven's door
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
But every hour I cut to earn it was worth it
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
Driving by my own rules
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
Man, I never felt more cool
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
I was playing chicken with a check engine light
Sent a twenty dollar bill to the emission guy
Got her shined up good for that game every Friday night
Lord knows it wasn't perfect
But I was happy it was working
(Working)
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
Driving by my own rules
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
Man, I never felt more cool, yeah, it's true
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
(That truck I drove)
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I bet she's running like nothin's changed
Duck tape, zip tie, static on the radio
Driving on the back, kissing on twenty-four
Hell, yeah, those were the good days
Driving by my own rules
Well, I crowned myself the king of the highway
Man, I never felt more cool, yeah, it's true
They say ain't nothin' like the first time
And it was love at first drive
Yeah, I owned that road in that rusty gold old truck I drove in high school
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I kinda wonder, I kinda wonder
Credits
Writer(s): Andy Albert, Mitchell Tenpenny, Jordan Mark Schmidt, Devin Dawson Durrett
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