Pickup Truck Song

Yea, I used to look forward to Saturdays

When me and my grandpa'd get way

We'd hop in his pickup truck and we'd go to town

We had a couple chores that we had to do

It didn't take long before we were throughC

Then we'd let the pickup truck just wander around

We'd make a run to the county dump

We'd always wave we saw someone

Grandpa make up a song as we rolled along

To the post office without fail

We get some feed and we'd check out the mail

And we never took the same road twice on the way back home.

I spent a few years out runnin' free

I spent two or three in New York City

And I moved back to Texas tired, hell I'd had enough

I'd go to Luckenbach on Saturdays

Cause Hondo had a way to brighten up my day

He always made me laugh when we rode in his pickup truck

We'd make a run to the county dump

We'd always wave when we saw someone

Hondo'd make up a tale as we rolled along

To the post office without fail

He'd get some chew and we'd check out the mail

And we never took the same road twice on the way back home

Well I miss grandpa and Hondo too

I really miss the things that used to do

So last week I went out and bought me an old pickup truck

Now me and the kids spend Saturdays

We do fun things in a simple way

We love to start the day with a ride in the pickup truck

We make a run to the county dump

We always wave if we see someone

The kids love to make up a song as we roll along

To the post office without fail

We get some stamps and we check out the mail

And we never take the same road twice on the way back home

Half the fun's gettin' lost on the way back home