We Rode in Trucks

Bryan Luke

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1. Down where I born it was heaven on earth.
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   The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
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   The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
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   We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids.
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   You either lived on a farm or wish you did.
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   Jesus always walked close by our side.
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   Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.

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2. There's a lot about life you can learn on a bus, 
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   How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
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   The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got.
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   We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
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   White-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin.
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   Thank God we get more than just one shot.
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   Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.

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R1: That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on.
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    That's us, headin' straight into town when the work is done.   
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    In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
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    It wasn't that long ago.

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3. We thought tobacco and beer in a can
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   Was all it would take to be like our old man.
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   But I saw how it made my momma cry.
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   It was huntin' and fishin' and football games.
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   Then it was girls, and everything changed, 
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   In our lives… Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks.

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R2: That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot.
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    That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot.
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    In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road.
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    It wasn't that long ago, it's apart of my soul. Yeah.
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    Down where I was born, it was heaven on earth.
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    The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
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    The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
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    Where I grew up, we rode in trucks