Pickup Truck

I did everything I could do
Glance at the city in my rearview
We made some magic in that room this evening
Feels like sometimes that I am always leaving
I'm going home
The volume button set on 82, no less
Indigo river valley's on my right and hills on left
I've got a ringing in my ears
Could see myself do this for years
I'm going home
Each Monday late at night I drive my truck across five counties
Alone I smoke and sing and feel a sense of victory
I look back on some conversation points I wish I would have made and focus on my dream



Credits
Writer(s): Jon Frailey
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