Old Pick Up Trucks

Old Pick up Trucks

Oh, I love old pick up trucks /
Cause they’re not perfect/
Just like all of us, old trucks/
Have lots of flaws /
But as long as they will crank and run/
They will get the job done/
That’s all that really matters /
After all/

Now the paint on my old truck /.
Has faded/
And it will smoke a little bit /
When I crank it up/
But every scratch and every dent/
Reminds me of somewhere we’ve went/
Often the road that got us there/
Was ruff/

Yeah, I love old pick up trucks /
Cause they’re not perfect/
Just like all of us old trucks/
Have lots of flaws /
But as long as they will crank and run/
They will get the job done/
That’s all that really matters /
After all/

Just like me, old pick up trucks/
Are simple/
There are no frills just a heart /
That is strong/
Oh, I believe you can depend /
On old pick up trucks just like old friends/
And you will miss them both /
One day when they’re gone/

Yes, I believe you can depend /
On old pick up trucks,
and old friends/
And you will miss them both /
One day
When they’re gone/