Luke Bryan - We Rode In Trucks

Down where I was born
Was Heaven on Earth.
Where Flint River washes that
Red Georgia dirt.
The sun sets slow,
And the stars shine bright.
We raised cotton, corn,
A little cane and kids.
You either lived on a farm
Or wish you did.
Jesus always walked close by our side.
Where I grew up,
We rode in trucks.

There's a lot about life
You can learned on a bus.
How to lie, how to fight,
How to kiss, how to cuss.
The closer we sat to the back,
The smarter we got.
We were poor, we were ugly,
We were all best friends.
Wide-eyed, baptized,
And still wantin' to sin.
Thank God,
We get more than just one shot.
Where I grew up,
We rode in trucks.

That's us
Haulin' hay in the field with the radio on.
And that's us
Headin' straight into town
When the work was done.
In my mind I can still see us now,
Ridin' down Buck Island Road.
It wasn't that long ago.

We thought tobacco and beer in a can,
Was all it would take
To be like our ol' man.
But I saw how it made my momma cry.
It was huntin' and fishinAnd football games.
Then it was girls,
And everything changed
In our lives.
Fallin' in and outta love,
We rode in trucks.

That's us
With our tailgates down in the parkin' lot
That's us
With mud on our tires when it rained a lot.
In my mind
I can still see us now,
Ridin' down Buck Island Road.
It wasn't that long ago.
It's part of my soul,
Yeah.

Down where I was born
Was Heaven on Earth.
Where Flint River washes that
Red Georgia dirt.
The sun sets slow,
And the stars shine bright.
Where I grew up,
We rode in trucks.