This Old Truck

When I pull up to the light people turn and stare Diesel smoke blowing up in the air They pull off coughing and choking I can't help but smile Some shoot me the bird I've been cussed out They say my truck's just too damn loud But this pile of rust just turned half a million miles She can pull like a Peterbuilt Been a lot of memories behind the wheel Me and Cindy Johnson fell in love In the backseat of this old truck Parked out by the river on a Tennessee night I've watched the sun set on that tailgate Counted every star on Parksville Lake And on a cold December morning she'll crank right up Good God I love... This old truck When I turned sixteen daddy gave me the keys Said this old truck's been a gooden' for me A little polish and some time you can make her shine When I picked up my date for the senior prom It was covered in mud you should've seen her mom But I gave her a big ol' hug said she'll be just fine She can pull like a Peterbuilt Been a lot of memories behind the wheel Me and Cindy Johnson fell in love In the backseat of this old truck Parked out by the river on a Tennessee night I've watched the sun set on that tailgate Counted every star on Parksville Lake And on a cold December morning she'll crank right up Good God I love... This old truck This old truck I've watched the sun set on that tailgate Counted every star on Parksville Lake And on a cold December morning she'll crank right up Good God I love... This old truck This old truck This old truck