Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Drive Your Truck, artist - Lee Brice. Album song Hard 2 Love, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 23.04.2012
Record label: Curb
Song language: English
I Drive Your Truck |
Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray |
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard |
That dirty Braves cap on the dash |
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view |
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots |
And a Go Army shirt folded in the back |
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that’s alright |
People got their ways of copin', oh, and I’ve got mine |
I drive your truck |
I roll every window down |
And I burn up |
Every back road in this town |
I find a field, I tear it up |
'Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust |
Yeah, sometimes |
I drive your truck |
I leave that radio playin' |
That same ol' country station where ya left it |
Yeah, man I crank it up |
And you’d probably punch my arm right now |
If you saw this tear rollin' down on my face |
Hey, man I’m tryin' to be tough |
And momma asked me this mornin' if I’d been by your grave |
But that flag and stone ain’t where I feel you anyway |
I drive your truck |
I roll every window down |
And I burn up |
Every back road in this town |
I find a field, I tear it up |
'Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust |
Yeah, sometimes |
I drive your truck |
I’ve cussed, I’ve prayed, I’ve said goodbye |
Shook my fist and asked God why |
These days when I’m missin' you this much |
I drive your truck |
I roll every window down |
And I burn up |
Every back road in this town |
I find a field, I tear it up |
'Til all the pain’s a cloud of dust |
Yeah, sometimes (Brother, sometimes) |
I drive your truck |
I drive your truck |
I drive your truck |
I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind |
I drive your truck |