Country Music Lyrics

I drive your truck

I drive your truck - Lee Brice

89 cents in the ashtray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade
Rollin' in the floorboard
That dirty braves cap on the dash
An old Skoal can and cowboy boots
And an old army shirt
Folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy
But I don't mind
People got their ways of copin'
Oh and I 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'
The same old country station
Where ya left it
And man I crank it up
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
If you saw this tear rollin' down on my face
Yeah man, I'm tryin' to be tough
And mama asked me this morning
If I've 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 cursed I've prayed I 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
Oh yes sometimes
Brother sometimes
I drive your truck

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
I drive your truck