Lyrics I Drive Your Truck - Lee Brice
Eighty-nine
cents
in
the
ashtray
Half
empty
bottle
of
Gatorade
Rollin'
in
the
floorboard
That
dirty
Braves
cap
on
the
dash
Dogtags
hangin'
from
the
rear
view
Old
Skoal
can
and
cowboy
boots
And
a
"Go
Army"
shirt
folded
in
the
back
This
thing
burns
gas
like
crazy
But
that's
all
right
People
got
their
ways
of
copin'
Oh,
and
I've
got
mine
I
drive
your
truck
I
roll
every
window
down
And
I
burn
up
Every
back
road
in
this
town
I
find
a
field,
I
tear
it
up
'Till
all
the
pain
is
a
cloud
of
dust
Yes,
sometimes,
I
drive
your
truck
I
leave
that
radio
playin'
The
same
ole
country
station
Where
you
left
it
Yeah,
man,
I
crank
it
up
You'd
probably
punch
my
arm
right
now
If
you
saw
this
tear
rollin'
down
my
face
Hey,
man,
I'm
tryin'
to
be
tough
And
Mama
asked
me
this
mornin'
If
I'd
been
by
your
grave
But
that
flag
of
stone
Ain't
where
I
feel
you,
anyway
I
drive
you
truck
I
roll
every
window
down
And
I
burn
up
Every
back
road
in
this
town
I
find
a
field,
I
tear
it
up
'Till
all
the
pain
is
a
cloud
of
dust
Yes,
sometimes,
I
drive
your
truck
I've
cussed,
I've
prayed,
I've
said
goodbye
I've
shook
my
fist
and
asked
God
why
These
days,
when
I'm
missin'
you
this
much
I
drive
your
truck
I
roll
every
window
down
And
I
burn
up
Every
back
road
in
this
town
I
find
a
field,
and
I
tear
it
up
'Till
all
the
pain
is
a
cloud
of
dust
sometimes
Brother,
sometimes,
I
drive
your
truck
I
drive
your
truck
I
hope
you
don't
mind
I
hope
you
don't
mind
I
drive
your
truck
1 That's When You Know It's Over
2 A Woman Like You
3 Hard to Love
4 Friends We Won't Forget
5 Parking Lot Party
6 See About a Girl
7 Seven Days a Thousand Times
8 I Drive Your Truck
9 Don't Believe Everything You Think
10 Life Off My Years
11 Beer
12 That Way Again
13 One More Day
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