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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
That old truck's a heap of rust,
Leakin' oil, covered in dust.
The engine groans, the tires sigh,
But it carried Dad till the day he died.
The bench seat's torn, the radio's broke,
Still smells like his Marlboro smoke.
[Chorus]
Oh, that old truck, it don’t run just right,
But it holds my heart on a moonless night.
Priceless wheels on a gravel track,
I sit inside, and the memories flood back.
[Verse 2]
The glove box still hides his old knife,
A map from the days he chased a better life.
The gearshift sticks, the clutch don’t catch,
Yet it still feels like his warm handshake.
The rearview mirror reflects his grin,
Every ride feels like home again.
[Chorus]
Oh, that old truck, it don’t run just right,
But it holds my heart on a moonless night.
Priceless wheels on a gravel track,
I sit inside, and the memories flood back.
[Bridge]
It's more than metal, it's blood and bone,
A rolling relic of the seeds he’d sown.
I hear his voice when the engine coughs,
And I know he’s with me, no matter the cost.
[Chorus]
Oh, that old truck, it don’t run just right,
But it holds my heart on a moonless night.
Priceless wheels on a gravel track,
I sit inside, and the memories flood back.
Details
GeneratedNov 13, 2025
Duration3:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
blues, reflective tone with male vocals, bluesy, acoustic with a slide guitar and harmonica; a mournful, country
Credits
Prompt by
UpbeatArt882
UpbeatArt882ModelAria v5
Prompt
Old Truck, that old truck is rusty, and it leaks oil, it doesn’t run just right, that old truck was was priceless, my dad drove it until he died, I sat and memories can e flooding back, blues,country
