Låttexter: Dierks Bentley. Cab Of My Truck.

Cracked windshield
Crumpled up cans and a beat up bag of red man chew
Fix a flat, jonny cash box set
Half a dozen parking ickets that I aint paid yet
Litten on that long bed seat
I got my shot gun girl right next to me

CHORUS:
Four wheel turnin
Two hearts burnin
We go runnin wild
Gonna make a million
Memories for every hundred
Thousand miles
Learnin everything I'll ever need
To know about life and love
In the cab of my truck

Sliden rear
Back window
So it's an easy reach to where my cooler keeps em iced down cold
Roll of duck tape, W D 40
Ain't nothin too loose or licked too tight for a man like me
Yeah, I might take it slow
30 through town
On a back dirt road
Girl I put the hammer down

CHORUS

Down by the river, two bodies in the glow of the radio dial
Gonna make a million memories for every hundred thousand miles
I'm learnin everything we'll ever need to know about life and love
In the cab of my truck
In the cab of my truck

Man I can't find anything in this truck
Oh, what's this? a little white tank top
Get out of my way Cadilac, big white's comin through