One, two, three, four
Sitting here in my old pickup truck
Out in the field where it got stuck
Been twenty years now, covered in rust
Someday I’ll fix her up
My old pickup truck
Just a tired half ton Chevy
An old tape deck and a stock 350
Rear wheel drive and CB and a floodlight
Always down for a good time
Used to pull into the drive-in
And all the pretty girls, they’d just pile in
Well there’s beer in the cabin
Right under the gun rack
And lawn chairs in the back
Sitting here in my old pickup truck
Out in the field where it got stuck
Been twenty years now, covеred in rust
Someday I’ll fix her up
My old pickup truck
Shе’s seen things that most trucks shouldn’t
Driven on the roads most trucks wouldn’t
Sitting in this cabin has been getting me sad
One true love I ever had
Is my old pickup truck
Sitting here in my old pickup truck
Out in the field where it got stuck
Been twenty years now, covered in rust
Someday I’ll fix her up
My old pickup truck
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