Craig Campbell
Craig Campbell - Truck-N-Roll songtekst
Je score:
Just blew through another red light But the cop on the corner was sipping his coffee The speed limit might say 35 But 65 is where he woulda clocked me On the way picking up my baby She's sitting on the front porch waiting And when I get there, don't you know Gonna get in the truck-n- Roll like the Mississippi Slow like sipping on whiskey Go 'round the world on a country road And who knows where we might end up Lord knows we're gonna have a sho nuff Good time no matter where we go When we get in the truck-n-roll, roll Just gimme four wheels and a little two-lane My baby's gonna be my little wildflower And gimme that radio playing George Strait 'Cause I know she'll wanna turn it up louder Where the black top winds through the pastures I'll be taking those right curves faster 'Cause I want that pretty girl sitting real close When we get in the truck-n- Roll like the Mississippi Slow like sipping on whiskey Go 'round the world on a country road And who knows where we might end up Lord knows we're gonna have a sho nuff Good time no matter where we go When we get in the truck-n-roll, yeah Somewhere we might pull off Out there where the whippoorwill calls Grab a sleeping bag if that's what she wants And let it unroll while we're sipping on whiskey And take it slow like the Mississippi When we get in the truck-n- Roll like the Mississippi Slow like sipping on whiskey Go 'round the world on a country road And who knows where we might end up Lord knows we're gonna have a sho nuff Good time no matter where we go When we get in the truck-n-roll When we get in the truck-n-roll Hop up in the truck-n-roll, yeah