Dustin Lynch - Me and my truck

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W^De ride a little dirty every Friday night ^CTearin up the backroads, throttle open wide ^DRoll into Sunday service, shakin off the rust C D C* Clean up in the evening, pick my baby up Yeah me and my tru^Gck ^{C G C}

We've ou^Gtrun the blue lights, and ^Ccleaned out a dit^Gch ^C Mowe^Gd down mailbox,^C got lost way out in t^Ghe s^Cticks We h^Gaul heavy loads, beer i^Cce cold, and some white^G tai^Cl bucks D` C G C And woke up to a sunrise, me and my truck

^DWe ride a little dirty every Friday night ^CTearin up the backroads, throttle open wide ^DRoll into Sunday service, shakin off the rust C D C* Clean up in the evening, pick my baby up Yeah me and my tr^Guck^C

^DWe ride a little dirty every Friday night ^CTearin up the backroads, drinkin? Miller Light ^DRoll into Sunday service, shakin off the rust C D C* Clean up in the evening, pick my baby up Yeah me and my tr^Guck^C Yeah me and my tr^Guck^C G C G C* C* G Yeah me and my truck