Almost heaven,
and you're crackling through that AM station.
That's all it takes,
an S10 Chevy,
sky blue pickup rolling down some blue sky highway
where I keep those yesterday.
Next thing I know I'm reminiscing,
nothing gets my rewind spinning like the
old songs
and old trucks that got away sneaking up
down roads long forgotten,
pink hat,
blue up in
memory,
we got lost and felt that first taste of love and when I go back,
I go back in old
songs and old trucks, man.
There's something about old
memories.
Clover green eyes,
four leaf wishing underneath glitter black night,
just around
the bend,
turn it up,
hang along,
rev it up and take me back to all that's gone.
There's
something about these old songs and
old trucks that got away sneaking up
down roads long
forgotten,
since we grew up in memory,
we got lost and felt that first taste of love and when I go back,
I go back in old songs and old trucks, man.
Turn it up,
sing along,
rev it up and take me back to all that's gone.
There's something about these old songs
and old trucks that got away sneaking up
down
roads long forgotten,
pink hats, we grew up in memories,
we got lost and felt that first taste of love and when I go back,
I go back in old songs and old trucks, man.
Old songs,
old songs and old trucks, man.