G Duck calls hanging around the rearview D Worn out seats and a bag of chew C On the dashboard C That old Fords' still running G D Every time I turn the key it starts up and the C memories come flooding Am C Taking me back to the simple times Am D old highways and every county line
G D It's beat up but it ain't broken down C G The odometer has been for times around G D Rust coming out of the wheel wells C D Been on every backroad from heaven to hell G D C Had it's bad n good when it comes to luck G D You couldn't take it away if you gave me C A million bucks G My dad's truck G D C G G We’d go fishing every summer break D Pull the boat out to Keystone Lake C C He'd have me back it up right on down the ramp G I still go every now and then D In the same old truck he took me in C C Only difference is that now it's me and my son Am C To you it might have seen it's better days Am C But to this ole boy right here all l've got to say G D It's beat up but it ain't broken down C G The odometer has been for times around G D Rust coming out of the wheel wells C D Been on every backroad from heaven to hell G D C Had it's bad n good when it comes to luck G D You couldn't take it away if you gave me C A million bucks G My dad's truck G D C G G Duck calls hanging around the rearview D Worn out seats and a bag of chew C On the dashboard C That old Fords' still running
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