Cab Of My Truck - Dierks Bentley

Cracked windshield

Crumpled up cans and a beat up bag of red man chew

Fix a flat, jonny cash box set

Half a dozen parking ickets that I aint paid yet

Litten on that long bed seat

I got my shot gun girl right next to me Four wheel turnin

Two hearts burnin

We go runnin wild

Gonna make a million

Memories for every hundred

Thousand miles

Learnin everything I’ll ever need

To know about life and love

In the cab of my truck

Sliden rear

Back window

So it’s an easy reach to where my cooler keeps em iced down cold

Roll of duck tape, W D 40

Ain’t nothin too loose or licked too tight for a man like me Yeah, I might take it slow

30 through town

On a back dirt road

Girl I put the hammer down

Down by the river, two bodies in the glow of the radio dial

Gonna make a million memories for every hundred thousand miles

I’m learnin everything we’ll ever need to know about life and love

In the cab of my truck

In the cab of my truck

Man I can’t find anything in this truck

Oh, what’s this?

a little white tank top

Get out of my way Cadilac, big white’s comin through