We've been stuck in the mud, down off River Road
Seen baby dancing and twirling in a hayfield in a headlight glow
We raised a little hell, leave a trail of red clay dust
We push it to the limit, me and my truck

We ride a little dirty every Friday night
Tearing up the back roads, throttle open wide
Roll into Sunday service, shaking off the rust
Clean up in the evening, pick my baby up
Yeah, me and my truck

We've outrun the blue lights and cleaned out a ditch
Mowed down mailbox, got lost way out in the sticks
We haul heavy loads, beer ice cold and some white tail bucks
And woke up to a sunrise, me and my truck

We ride a little dirty every Friday night
Tearing up the back roads, throttle open wide
Roll into Sunday service shaking off the rust
Clean up in the evening, pick my baby up
Yeah, me and my truck

We ride a little dirty every Friday night
Tearing up the back roads, drinking Miller Lite
Roll into Sunday service shaking off the rust
Clean up in the evening, pick my baby up
Yeah, me and my truck
Me and my truck