I got my first truck when i was three,

drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees

Hauled marbles and rocks and thought twice before

I hauled a barbie doll bed for the girl next door.

She tried to pay me with a kiss and i began to understand,

thers somethin women like about a pick up man



When I turned sixteen I saved a few hundred bucks

my first car was a pick up truck

I was cruisin' the town and the first girl I see was

Bobby Joe Gentry; the homecoming Queen

She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab and said