| Just an old bucket of bolts for sale there in the weeds
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| 200 cash, push pull the drag, bought it when I turned 16
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| Yeah me and daddy out in that barn beneath that overhead light
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| He’d bust his ass at work all day and stay up with me all night
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| I could see that blue collar smile dragging on that Marlboro Red
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| And I remember every prayer and every cuss word that he said
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| All the junkyard parts that didn’t fit
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| My daddy never quit
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| Cigarettes, Chevy trucks, and me
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| He bought me a brand new radio
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| Said crank that good rock and roll
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| It’s the only thing that will make these dirt roads feel like streets of gold
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| Don’t make the blue lights flash even though I know you’re gonna
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| Give every pretty girl the ride till you find one like your mama
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| I could see that blue collar smile dragging on that Marlboro Red
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| And I remember every prayer and every cuss word that he said
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| All the junkyard parts that didn’t fit
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| My daddy never quit
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| Cigarettes, Chevy trucks and me
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| He never quit on me
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| 300 thousand miles seen a lot of county lines
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| And she could use a coat of paint, a lot of spit and shine
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| Madiphone? |
| Popping in this field of green to the sound of a Seger song
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| Standing here like a rock and talking to this stone
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| I could see that blue collar smile dragging on that Marlboro Red
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| And I remember every prayer and every cuss word that he said
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| All the junkyard parts that didn’t fit
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| My daddy never quit
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| Cigarettes, Chevy trucks, and me
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| He never quit on me
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| Yeah |