Luke Bryan - We Rode in Trucks lyrics
[Luke Bryan - We Rode in Trucks lyrics]
Down where I was born was heaven on earth
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
We raised cotton, corn, a little cane
And kids
You either lived on a farm or wish you did
Jesus always walked close by our side
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
There's a lot about life you
Can learn on a bus
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss
How to cuss the closer we sat to the back
The smarter we got
We were poor, we were ugly
We were all best friends
Wide-eyed, baptized, and still wanting to sin
Thank God we get more than just one shot
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
That's us
Hauling hay in the field with the radio on
That's us, heading straight into town when
The work was done
In my mind, I can still see us now
Riding down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago
We thought tobacco and beer in a can
Was all it would take to be like our old man
But, I saw how it made my momma cry
It was hunting and fishing and football games
Then it was girls, and everything changed
In our lives
Falling in and out of love, we rode in trucks
That's us with our tailgates down
In the parking lot
That's us with mud on our tires
When it rained a lot
In my mind, I can still see us now
Riding down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago
It's a part of my soul yeah
Down where I was born, was heaven on earth
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
We raised cotton, corn, a little cane
And kids
You either lived on a farm or wish you did
Jesus always walked close by our side
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
There's a lot about life you
Can learn on a bus
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss
How to cuss the closer we sat to the back
The smarter we got
We were poor, we were ugly
We were all best friends
Wide-eyed, baptized, and still wanting to sin
Thank God we get more than just one shot
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
That's us
Hauling hay in the field with the radio on
That's us, heading straight into town when
The work was done
In my mind, I can still see us now
Riding down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago
We thought tobacco and beer in a can
Was all it would take to be like our old man
But, I saw how it made my momma cry
It was hunting and fishing and football games
Then it was girls, and everything changed
In our lives
Falling in and out of love, we rode in trucks
That's us with our tailgates down
In the parking lot
That's us with mud on our tires
When it rained a lot
In my mind, I can still see us now
Riding down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago
It's a part of my soul yeah
Down where I was born, was heaven on earth
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks