Six string and a suitcase Was all I had to my name Stepping off that airplane In Music City USA Soon as my feet hit the ground I needed wheels to get around Saw it in a Craigslist ad I got keys, they got cash And I
Found a little bit of highway freedom Little Tennessee breeze in my hair Five speed and the paint was peeling My ticket to anywhere Heard about every high and low I ever had in this ten year town Got tough but it kept going When I broke down It didn't shine, it didn't fly It didn't catch any eyes But it was mine It was my American Dream Truck American Dream Truck
Some days it was a tour bus Some days it was a moving truck Some nights it was a too drunk Free hotel to sober up Saw a lot of the world in it Now I even got a girl in it We've sure come a long, long way Since I fired it up that first day and I
Found a little bit of highway freedom Little Tennessee breeze in my hair Five speed and the paint was peeling My ticket to anywhere Heard about every high and low I ever had in this ten year town Got tough but it kept going When I broke down It didn't shine, it didn't fly It didn't catch any eyes But it was mine And it was my American Dream Truck Oh Yeah
It hauled the boards that built the house And maybe sixteen years from now I might get to hand it down And tell 'em bout how
I found a little bit of highway freedom Little Tennessee breeze in my hair Five speed and the paint was peeling My ticket to anywhere Heard about every high and low I ever had in this ten year town Got tough but it kept going When I broke down It didn't shine, it didn't fly It didn't catch any eyes But it was mine And it was my American Dream Truck American Dream Truck
The price went up ever since I got her Wouldn't sell it for a million dollarsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
