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I Drive Your Truck!

25 Mar

This song by Lee Brice speaks fluently to the pain and sorrow that comes with the deep loss of a family member to war. The lyrics seem to be chiseled from personal experience:

Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hangin’ from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that’s alright
People got their ways of coping
Oh, and I’ve got mine

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Posted by on March 25, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

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