Scotty McCreery - Same Truck Lyrics

That welcome sign at your county lineMight have a different nameWe're tearing up tobacco fieldsYou're growing up the grainWe're picking up the same beerFrom different corner storesI'm out here riding my roadsAnd you're out there riding yoursBut we're all in the same truckHeading down a different two laneKicking up the same dustPraying for the same rainClosing down the same barsDifferent wishеs on the same starsGetting еvery mile out of these good years'Til the day he calls us upWe're all in the same truckYeah we're all in the same truckYour angel might have blue eyesBut God made my girl's greenAnd there's different colored helmetsOn our Friday night home teamsYeah we're all gonna get lostAnd breakdown a time or twoBut we'll get it cranked back upNo matter what we gotta do'Cause we're all in the same truckHeading down a different two laneKicking up the same dustPraying for the same rainClosing down the same barsDifferent wishes on the same starsGetting every mile out of these good years'Til the day he calls us upWe're all in the same truckYeah we're all in the same truckOh we're all trying to find our way homeAin't nobody gotta ride aloneDon't take it fast man take it slow'Cause life is like an old backroad'Cause we're all in the same truckHeading down a different two laneKicking up the same dustPraying for the same rainClosing down the same barsDifferent wishes on the same starsGetting every mile out of these good years'Til the good Lord calls us upWe're all in the same truckYeah we're all in the same truckDifferent names on the welcome signsYou got your roads I got mine'Cause we're all in the same truckWe're all in the same truck