Yea, I used to look forward to Saturdays When me and my grandpa'd get way We'd hop in his pickup truck and we'd go to town We had a couple chores that we had to do It didn't take long before we were throughC Then we'd let the pickup truck just wander around
We'd make a run to the county dump We'd always wave we saw someone Grandpa make up a song as we rolled along To the post office without fail We get some feed and we'd check out the mail And we never took the same road twice on the way back home.
I spent a few years out runnin' free I spent two or three in New York City And I moved back to Texas tired, hell I'd had enough I'd go to Luckenbach on Saturdays Cause Hondo had a way to brighten up my day He always made me laugh when we rode in his pickup truck We'd make a run to the county dump We'd always wave when we saw someone Hondo'd make up a tale as we rolled along To the post office without fail He'd get some chew and we'd check out the mail And we never took the same road twice on the way back home
Well I miss grandpa and Hondo too I really miss the things that used to do So last week I went out and bought me an old pickup truck Now me and the kids spend Saturdays We do fun things in a simple way We love to start the day with a ride in the pickup truck We make a run to the county dump We always wave if we see someone The kids love to make up a song as we roll along To the post office without fail We get some stamps and we check out the mail And we never take the same road twice on the way back home Half the fun's gettin' lost on the way back homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
