We Rode In Trucks

We Rode In Trucks Down where I was born was heaven on earth The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids You either lived on a farm or wish you did Jesus always walked close by our side Where I grew up, we rode in trucks There's a lot about life you can learn on a bus How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends Wide-eyed, baptized, and still wanting to sin Thank God we get more than just one shot Where I grew up, we rode in trucks That's us, hauling hay in the field with the radio on That's us, heading straight into town when the work was done In my mind, I can still see us now, riding down Buck Island Road It wasn't that long ago We thought tobacco and beer in a can Was all it would take to be like our old man But I saw how it made my momma cry It was hunting and fishing and football games Then it was girls, and everything changed, in our lives Falling in and out of love, we rode in trucks That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot In my mind, I can still see us now, riding down Buck Island Road It wasn't that long ago, it's a part of my soul. Yeah Down where I was born, was heaven on earth The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright Where I grew up, we rode in trucks