Testo: Luke Bryan. I'll Stay Me. We Rode In Trucks.

Down where I was born was heaven on earth
Where Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright

We raised cotton and corn, a little cane and kids
You either lived on a farm or wished you did
And Jesus always walked close by our side
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks

There's a lot about life we learned on the bus
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss
The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got

We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends
Wide-eyed, baptized but still wantin' to sin
Thank God, we get more than just one shot
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks

That's us haulin' hay in the field with the radio on
That's us headin' straight into town when the work was done
In my mind I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago

We thought tobacco and beer in a can
Was all it would take to be like our old man
Then I saw how it made my momma cry

It was huntin' and fishin' and football games
Then it was girls and everything changed
Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks

That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot
That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot
In my mind I can still see us now, ridin' down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago, it's a part of my soul, yeah
It's a part of my soul, yeah

Down where I was born was heaven on earth
Where Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks