Pickup Man

I got my first truck when I was three,

Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.

Hauled marbles and rocks and thought twice before

I hauled a Barbie doll bed for the girl next door.

She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to understand,

There's somethin' women like about a pick-up man.



When I turned sixteen I saved a few hundred bucks

My first car was a pick-up truck

I was cruisin' the town and the first girl I see was

Bobbie Joe Gentry; the homecoming Queen

She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab and said

"I never knew you were a pick-up man"



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You could set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,

And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.

I've got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made,

You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tail gates.

I met all my wives in traffic jams there's just somethin' women

Like about a pick-up man



Most Friday nights I can be found,

In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge.

Backed into my spot at the drive-in show

You know a cargo-light gives off a romantic glow.

I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand

'Cause there's somethin' women like about a pick-up man



Chorus



You could set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,

And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.

I've got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made,

You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tail gates.

I met all my wives in traffic jams there's just somethin' women

Like about a pick-up man



(Bridge)

A bucket of rust or a brand new machine,

Once around the block and you'll know what I mean



Chorus



You could set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,

And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.

I've got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made,

You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tail gates.

I met all my wives in traffic jams there's just somethin' women

Like about a pick-up man