Old Trucks (Remastered)

Rusty old truck, with a worn out charm Hound dog in the back, roaming the farm We roll through the fields, dust on-on our trail Life's simple like a train, running on a loaded rail Early morning sun, painting skies gold Hound dog's ears flappin, tail's untold Forty acres, so wild and free Grabbin' my hat, it's huntin' time for me Old truck days, where worries die Hound dogs bark at endless skies Huntin' down dreams in the back forty Livin' life in red dirt's glory Cracked leather seat, hold stories deep Tunes on the radio, memories we keep The windows down, wind rough and wild Miles and miles, like I'm still a child Night comes slow, stars up in the sky Fireflies dance, and the hound dog sighs Echoes of laughter, in the cool night air Old truck days, we got not a care Old truck days, where worries die Hound dogs bark in endless skies Huntin' down dreams in the back forty Livin' life in red dirt's glory