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Devin Dawson

Truck I Drove In High School

 

Truck I Drove In High School


She had faded red paint on her windshield
Said, "Zero dollars down, come make a deal"
I passed by it every day 'til I couldn't pass it up no more
Rocking three Goodyears and a Michelin
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 yard 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, yeah, it's true, ah
They say ain't nothing 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, yeah

Always playing chicken with the "Check Engine" light
Slipped 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, ah
They say ain't nothing 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, yeah
(Ooh, yeah)

I kinda wonder where she's at these days
I bet she running like nothin's changed
Duct tape, zip ties, static on the radio
Calvin on the back, pissing on 24

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, ah
They say ain't nothing 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, yeah

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

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