We Rode In Trucks-Oklahoma Sky

[ti:We Rode in Trucks] [ar:Oklahoma Sky] [al:Country Feeling] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]We Rode In Trucks - Oklahoma Sky [00:07.10]Down where I was born it was heaven on earth [00:10.19]The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt [00:14.48]The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright [00:18.92] [00:19.80]We raised cotton and corn a little cane and kids [00:23.44]You either lived on a farm or wish you did [00:26.80]Jesus always walked close by our side [00:31.01] [00:32.20]Where I grew up we rode in trucks [00:37.17] [00:49.43]There's a lot about life we learned on a bus [00:52.99]How to lie how to fight how to kiss how to cuss [00:56.46]The closer we sat to the back the smarter we got [01:01.47] [01:02.65]We were poor we were ugly we were all best friends [01:05.21] [01:05.98]White-eyed baptized and still wantin' to sin [01:09.64]Thank God we get more than just one shot [01:14.78]Where I grew up we rode in trucks [01:21.24] [01:22.51]That's us haulin' hay in the field with the radio on [01:28.24] [01:28.98]That's us headin' straight into town [01:32.53]When the work is done [01:35.20]In my mind I can still see us now [01:39.43]Ridin' down Buck Island Road [01:41.39] [01:46.09]It wasn't that long ago [01:47.79] [01:50.88]We thought tobacco and beer in a can [01:54.17]Was all it would take to be like our old man [01:57.47]Then I saw how it made my momma cry [02:02.58] [02:03.37]It was huntin' and fishin' and football games [02:06.83] [02:07.34]Then it was girls and everything changed [02:13.33] [02:15.03]Fallin' in and out of love we rode in trucks [02:22.29] [02:23.27]That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot [02:28.73] [02:29.83]That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot [02:34.91] [02:35.91]In my mind I can still see us now [02:39.95]Ridin' down Buck Island Road [02:42.55] [02:46.86]It wasn't that long ago [02:50.24]It's a part of my soul Yeah [02:55.86] [03:00.07]It's a part of my soul [03:02.38] [03:07.72]Down where I was born it was heaven on earth [03:11.51]The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt [03:15.36]The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright [03:19.68]Where I grew up we rode in trucks