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playing our parts in
That Oklahoma Dream
Lookin over that mile wide town
I see me and my buddies just hanging around those
Pretty girls sitting on the truck

I'm laying in my truck bed with a girl that ain't you
Just staring at this sunset with a different point of view
Cause I'm trying to move on
Yeah I'm

PIPER HELD ME IN THE TRUCK BED
I THOUGHT I WcS cS GOOD cS DEcD
WE McDE LOVE BcCK WHEN LOVE WcS ENOUGH
SNUCK INTO c FcNCY HOTEL 
cN EMPTY BcLLROOM

I'm a worn and faded Dekalb seed hat
I'm a rusted out truck bed
I'm a vacant school where students sat
I'm a golden wheat stock head

I'm the hell

of magazines
And a crow on top of the fridge
And a possum in the kitchen sitting in the baby's highchair

There's a beetle in the cheesecurds
Skunk in the truck

behind a wheel More than a passenger princess
We outta here, now we laid up in the truck bed Just singing songs and staring at the stars
Laughing about

worth of empty cans
Rolling round in my truck bed
Time to crack the last one
And toast to you
With a Colorado brew
To a Polaroid of you
On my tailgate off

There's a keg of suds next to the shed
Another rack of ribs on the table spread
Here on this American land
Dozens of feet dangle off'a truck beds

Red, white, and blue
I wear this flag upon my sleeve because of you
Not much more that you could take
In a truck bed by the lake
So this picture

city job
I bet he drives a car
Don’t you dare forget sleepin’ in the bed of my truck
Under the stars

And please don’t marry him, Baby
Baby, please don’t

I don't wanna leave, but I don't wanna stay
Tryna set my mind just to stay sane
'Cause really, we could be
Like truck beds, and star light
Feeling

what you gonna forget
Take a sip out it to your lips
Soon find out what you gonna forget

Load it up bout truck bed deep
Point it towards hog thief creek

From a blood blistered thumb
To an empty truck bed
So many ways
So many ways to believe
In the city of your sleep
There is a gentle message
In good rain

(Help you any way I can)

Hittin' roads at nighttime
Layin' in the truck bed,
Fellin' fine

(Can we be more than that?)

I've been wantin' to for sometime

got me everywhere that I wanted to be
And it was mine, all mine

A truck bed full of nineteen
Man you should have heard us sing

Dixieland delight

now caught your scent
You can’t make re-nt
Just crash here

Our quarterly pursuit of death
The truck bed still smells like meth
Huff a breath, don’t

We always said one day we were gonna roll down that old gravel road
Grab  a bottle of red in that old truck bed and just see where things go
Cuddle

Like this family name
Give it to my Kids
It's the simple way
Come by it honest

So what if there’s rust in my truck bed
Gets me where I gotta go
Don't

name
When the sun goes down
I know you like the back of my hand
And I know just who I am
Laying with my arms around
My hometown

Could be a truck bed

like a glove

Truck
Bed
Neck
Red
Your mama watching from above

And nothing's ever felt so right

How lucky I am to be loved by someone 
How lucky I am

on the beach with the palm trees
Pick up a few friends and we pack into the car with some people in the truck bed
Listen to music, ooooo, while we drive

to ride when I was seventeen
Most popular boy at school 
Jacked up truck bed loaded up with tools
Mud on the tires and a puff of smoke 
Parties that were

of our lives 


She still tells me to this day it would of happened anyway 
But that six pack in my truck bed sped things right along 
I can't forget that

the country hood

There's a dog in the truck bed riding down the road
There's chickens in the yard and the rooster crows
Redneck red dirt runs through my blood