This Old Truck

All they left was a post it on the mailbox

All it said was, “check your storage space”

All I did was, grab my keys and a flash light

And so I found them there in a sweaty embrace

When life gives you the finger, son, you need your special place.

This old truck always turns over

When I stomp the gas

This old truck held every thing I own

The day I left his ass

I can find the cheap parts any, and fix it with a socket set

I ain’t given up this truck, cause this truck ain’t quit me yet

No this truck ain’t quit me yet.

I spent some time swiping through the headshots

Looking for a love that I knew could not fail.

And I tried so hard to be great romancer

But I always ended up chasing my tail.

And I want a happy song, but mine is in a minor scale

This old truck always turns over

When I stomp the gas

This old truck held every thing I own

The day I left his ass

I can find the cheap parts any, and fix it with a socket set

I ain’t given up this truck, cause this truck ain’t quit me yet

No this truck ain’t quit me yet.

Sometimes we, go riding through the country

Just two old friends living past their prime

If I’m feeling flush I fill up on the good stuff

And let that motor sing in perfect time.

And he ain’t flesh and blood, but he’s the only thing that’s mine.

This old truck always turns over

When I stomp the gas

This old truck held every thing I own

The day I left his ass

I can find the cheap parts any, and fix it with a socket set

I ain’t given up this truck, cause this truck ain’t quit me yet

No this truck ain’t quit me yet.