Donovan Woods
Donovan Woods - Truck Full Of Money lyrics
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Part of the thrill Is you think you might die up there You think he might keel over sideways Wouldn't it be something to see And any guy here Could learn to sing like this And she might love you But not like she loves me See I wasn't straight when I wrote that I was carving a name And I was praying that no one was ever gonna love me again And I was late for something Every hour of every day And completely alone somewhere Out on the prairie In a truck full of money When I got home Or even halfway, love I had to call you To figure out where my apartment was And though I know Most of my job ain't right But you sure don't mind Going out every night See I wasn't straight when I wrote that I was carving a name And I was praying that no one was ever gonna love me again And I was late for something Every hour of every day And completely alone somewhere Out on the prairie In a truck full of money Maybe someday we'll be Closer to what our fathers had Plenty of love never been in Some truck full of money