(Verse 1)
Sunrise creepin' over the ridge, another day begins
Got my diesel grumblin', ready for the wind
Haulin' lumber, haulin' feed, through the dust and rain
This old F-150, feelin' every single strain.
(Chorus)
'Cause my truck ain't made of chrome, it's got rust upon its frame
Every pothole, every bump, it ain't never quite the same
Yeah, my shocks are gettin' old, and the clutch is wearin' thin
This old engine's pumpin' hard, but it's bound to give right in.
(Verse 2)
Remember last winter, snow piled up so deep
Pulled that stuck tractor out, while the rest were fast asleep
Felt the gears a-grindin', heard the tires slip and slide
Thought for sure that icy ditch would be where I would ride.
(Chorus)
'Cause my truck ain't made of chrome, it's got rust upon its frame
Every pothole, every bump, it ain't never quite the same
Yeah, my shocks are gettin' old, and the clutch is wearin' thin
This old engine's pumpin' hard, but it's bound to give right in.
(Bridge)
I see those shiny new ones, rollin' off the lot
With their fancy touchscreens, and all the bells they've got
But they don't know the back roads, or the mud I've had to clear
They don't know the honest work, that kept me runnin' all these years.
(Chorus)
'Cause my truck ain't made of chrome, it's got rust upon its frame
Every pothole, every bump, it ain't never quite the same
Yeah, my shocks are gettin' old, and the clutch is wearin' thin
This old engine's pumpin' hard, but it's bound to give right in.
(Outro)
So next time you see me, covered up in grime
Remember this old truck, is fightin' 'gainst the time.