More Trucks Than Cars

Out here on the backside of that city limit sign

Where the world turns two lane

Pretty girl working at the bank

And the fella toppin' off your tank knows your name

Water tower, power lines

Swimmin' holes, rusty old RC Cola signs

And county fairs, raise your hands up

If you've been there

Where there's biscuits, grits, and gravy

And the waitress calls you, baby

And the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night

We say, hell yeah and Amen

Yeehaw and y'all come back again

And pray that our boys come home alive

And when Old Glory flies

We still hold our hands over our hearts

Where there's more trucks than cars

Well, I've been there on the concrete

Of them big city streets in my Ford truck

Traffic jam in the town square

Told my buddies livin' up there, good luck

Meanwhile back in Tennessee

We're raisin' our own babies and our own green beans

And kickin' up dust

Come on down when you had enough

Where there's biscuits, grits and, gravy

And the waitress calls you, baby

And the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night

We say, hell yeah and Amen

Yeehaw and y'all come back again

And pray that our boys come home alive

And when Old Glory flies

We still hold our hands over our hearts

Where there's more trucks than cars

Where there's biscuits, grits, and gravy

Your pretty waitress calls you, baby

And the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night

Yeah, we say hell yeah and Amen

Yeehaw and y'all come back again

And pray that our boys come home alive

And when Old Glory flies

We still hold our hands over our hearts

Where there's more trucks than cars

Where there's more trucks than cars