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Rusted up old pick up trucks cruising on a country road
Shootin’ signs just killin’ time way out where the cops don’t roll 
Tippin’ that bottle back and swiggin’ on a fifth of SoCo
In a rusted up old pick up truck cruising on a country road

Old Ford trucks kickin’ up dust dodging old logs and rocks and ruts
With a case of beer stashed back in the brush
A tape player blarin’ Bocephus 
I tell y’all it sure was a rush

Rusted up old pick up trucks cruising on a country road
Four byin’ with a rebel flag flyin’a top of an old flag pole
While big city kids all got their kicks in little rice burners ridin’down low
We drove rusted up old pick up trucks cruising on a country road

There wasn’t nothing better than a rowdy triple kegger
A sweet little gal in a tight red sweater
Drivin’ round getting drunk together
I’d take her muddin’ when the weather’d wetter
Back then it didn’t get better 

Than a Rusted up old pick up trucks cruising on a country road
Shootin’ signs killin’ time way out where the cops don’t roll
Back in my day I swear we had it made with nothing and nowhere to go
Just some rusted up old pick up trucks cruising on a country road