where's my truck?
Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 7:18 am
up-tempo country, semi-humorous
WHERE'S MY TRUCK?
well, i guess i must have had myself a drink or two last night
and lookin' at my face, i think i might have had a fight
i got me a gash up on the right side of my nose
and all these little rips and tears in my best party clothes
apparently, i didn't win, must have had no luck
that's bad, but the worst part is, i can't find my truck
my last recollection, trying to party until dawn
i must have accomplished that, cause, all my money's gone
i started with a wallet fat with twenty dollar bills
now that thing's as thin, as the hair on stephen stills
and it'll be next payday, before i have a buck
that's bad but the worstpart is, i can't find my truck
where's my truck? where's my truck?
it's whereabouts ain't clear to me, i've looked everywhere it ought to be
where's my truck? where's my truck?
looked all over for my rig, how do you lose a thing that big?
there must be someone out there who might, enlighten me
maybe give some details, bring back my memory
i just can't remember what it was that i forgot
and still i don't remember, just who it was i fought
prob'ly showed my rear end and acted like a schmuck
that's bad, but the worst part is, i can't find my truck
now, if you gave me twenty options, and then you made me choose
my truck would be the one thing that i wouldn't want to lose
i've got to, clean up my life, start acting like i'm grown
cause i think i've lost the sweetest ride i have ever owned
now there's a knock, i peek out, it's my neighbor chuck
that's my dodge, in his garage, thank God, chuck drove my truck
there's my truck, there's my truck,
chuck takes real good care of me, he's got my back as you can see
there's my truck,there's my truck,
he made sure i didn't drive, that's prob'ly why i'm still alive
spoken: thanks chuck, i owe you one,man,
WHERE'S MY TRUCK?
well, i guess i must have had myself a drink or two last night
and lookin' at my face, i think i might have had a fight
i got me a gash up on the right side of my nose
and all these little rips and tears in my best party clothes
apparently, i didn't win, must have had no luck
that's bad, but the worst part is, i can't find my truck
my last recollection, trying to party until dawn
i must have accomplished that, cause, all my money's gone
i started with a wallet fat with twenty dollar bills
now that thing's as thin, as the hair on stephen stills
and it'll be next payday, before i have a buck
that's bad but the worstpart is, i can't find my truck
where's my truck? where's my truck?
it's whereabouts ain't clear to me, i've looked everywhere it ought to be
where's my truck? where's my truck?
looked all over for my rig, how do you lose a thing that big?
there must be someone out there who might, enlighten me
maybe give some details, bring back my memory
i just can't remember what it was that i forgot
and still i don't remember, just who it was i fought
prob'ly showed my rear end and acted like a schmuck
that's bad, but the worst part is, i can't find my truck
now, if you gave me twenty options, and then you made me choose
my truck would be the one thing that i wouldn't want to lose
i've got to, clean up my life, start acting like i'm grown
cause i think i've lost the sweetest ride i have ever owned
now there's a knock, i peek out, it's my neighbor chuck
that's my dodge, in his garage, thank God, chuck drove my truck
there's my truck, there's my truck,
chuck takes real good care of me, he's got my back as you can see
there's my truck,there's my truck,
he made sure i didn't drive, that's prob'ly why i'm still alive
spoken: thanks chuck, i owe you one,man,