(Yee-haw!)
Driving this truck like fast car, run this town like I’m a track star (woo)
Riding these roads like NASCAR, all these acres in my backyard (skrrt)
Girl, you don’t need no passport, get your feet up off my dashboard (let’s go)
Wearing a beat-up Carhartt, screaming RIP Dale Earnhardt
Ay, I’m on track right now (yeah), feeling like money in the bank right now (cash)
Feeling like the Indy 500, I’m coming round the bend for the final lap right now (vroom)
Let’s bring it all back home, what do y’all want? Can’t do it all on my own
Let’s hit the lake for the summer, who’s coming? Bring friends, baby girl, just jump right on
That sounds nice (nice), bring ice, summer nights and American life (all night)
Moonshine and some off-road bikes, Dixie cups and natural light (natural light)
Country on the radio, when the sun goes down, we gon’ take it slow
Tell mama don’t worry, we gon’ make it home, been a wild child since eight years old (yee-haw!)
Driving this truck like fast car, run this town like I’m a track star (woo)
Riding these roads like NASCAR, all these acres in my backyard (skrrt)
Girl, you don’t need no passport, get your feet up off my dashboard (let’s go)
Wearing a beat-up Carhartt, screaming RIP Dale Earnhardt
Ay, baby, let’s go live, Heartland Dreams on a Friday night
You like a star in those neon lights and you work real hard for that nine-to-five
Like yeah (yeah), I’ll let you drive my truck (drive it), show me, can you back it up? Ay (skrrt)
One, two, three, go on, add it up, little country girl but she acting tough
Like dang (dang), that’s it (that’s it), trunk got bang and the ride got lift
Pulling up in a white Ford Raptor, I Jurassic park that whip
Woo, Brad Paisley (yeah, yeah) meets Jay-Z (oh, word?)
Wavey Davey back on the track and he going crazy (yee-haw!)
Driving this truck like fast car, run this town like I’m a track star (woo)
Riding these roads like NASCAR, all these acres in my backyard (skrrt)
Girl, you don’t need no passport, get your feet up off my dashboard (let’s go)
Wearing a beat-up Carhartt, screaming RIP Dale Earnhardt (yee-haw!)
Driving this truck like fast car, run this town like I’m a track star (woo)
Riding these roads like NASCAR, all these acres in my backyard (skrrt)
Girl, you don’t need no passport, get your feet up off my dashboard (let’s go)
Wearing a beat-up Carhartt, screaming RIP Dale Earnhardt
Yeah, RIP Dale Earnhardt
Wearing a beat-up Carhartt, screaming RIP Dale Earnhardt
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David Morris Lyrics – Beat Up Carhartt