[steel guitar open]
[verse]
Grandpa’s old truck in the gravel Drive
Paints damn near faded, but she still runs fine
Tapes stuck on some old Hank song
Reminds me where I came from,
where I belong…
Picture on the dash faded and torn
Of me and my brother’s old football days
We were young, ragged and worn
Didn’t know how fast it’d go
Funny how a beat-up truck
Can still take you back home
[Chorus]
Lookin’ back, I see the truth
Where Every step was leading to
Who I am and where I’m at
Even when I lost my track
Every goodbye, every crack
Built the life I have
Yeah, time’ll teach you that
Just Lookin’ back
[Verse 2]
Rememberin’ Friday nights under stadium lights
Those metal bleachers were so darn cold.
Mom and dad cheerin from the side line
Only won a couple games all year long
But After the game we’d ride back slow
Windows down, lettin’ that fall wind flow
those rides were gold
Funny how an old memory
Can take you back home
[Chorus]
Lookin’ back, I see the truth
Where Every step was leading to
Who I am and where I’m at
Even when I lost my track
Every goodbye, every crack
Built the life I have
Yeah, time’ll teach you that
Just Lookin’ back
[Bridge]
If I could talk to younger me
I’d say slow down, hold on tight
You don’t have to run so hard
To end up where you’re meant to be in life
[Chorus]
Lookin’ back, I see the truth
Where Every step was leading to
Who I am and where I’m at
Even when I lost my track
Every goodbye, every crack
Built the life I have
Yeah, time’ll teach you that
Just Lookin’ back
[Outro]
Yeah im still hummin’ along
Same gravel drive
Singin’ that Same ol’ song,
Funny how an old beat up truck
Still feels the most like home
(Hhhhhmmm)
Just lookin’ back
FacingWest
