Me And My Pick-up Truck

Cruising down a Texas highway

Like a Billy Bob redneck

Country music love song!


Windows rolled down,

Engine gunned, and a summer

Wind blowing along!


Road dust layered on her candy

Apple, fire engine, catch me,

Give me a ticket, red coat.


Her interior's a little dusty,

Her exterior's a touch rusty,

But that's all rote.


A sometimes cantankerous old lady

But whisper sweet nothings

And rub her just right.


She'll run all through the day

And burn through

The deep Texas night.


She has her aches and pains

And her idiosyncrancies

But I can deal with them all.


As much as she complains,

We fit together well

And we're having a ball!


She's beautiful as the day I bought

Her off that East Texas

Used car lot.


Paid up in full

And all mine,

She's still red hot.


No sense in bitching

Cause we're practically hitched,

Me and my pick-up truck!