This Old Truck

When I pull up to the light people turn and stare
 Diesel smoke blowing up in the air
 They pull off coughing and choking I can't help but smile
 Some shoot me the bird I've been cussed out
 They say my truck's just too damn loud
 But this pile of rust just turned half a million miles
 She can pull like a Peterbuilt
 Been a lot of memories behind the wheel
 Me and Cindy Johnson fell in love
 In the backseat of this old truck
 Parked out by the river on a Tennessee night
 I've watched the sun set on that tailgate
 Counted every star on Parksville Lake
 And on a cold December morning she'll crank right up
 Good God I love... This old truck
 When I turned sixteen daddy gave me the keys
 Said this old truck's been a gooden' for me
 A little polish and some time you can make her shine
 When I picked up my date for the senior prom
 It was covered in mud you should've seen her mom
 But I gave her a big ol' hug said she'll be just fine
 She can pull like a Peterbuilt
 Been a lot of memories behind the wheel
 Me and Cindy Johnson fell in love
 In the backseat of this old truck
 Parked out by the river on a Tennessee night
 I've watched the sun set on that tailgate
 Counted every star on Parksville Lake
 And on a cold December morning she'll crank right up
 Good God I love... This old truck
 This old truck
 I've watched the sun set on that tailgate
 Counted every star on Parksville Lake
 And on a cold December morning she'll crank right up
 Good God I love... This old truck
 This old truck
 This old truck