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“His Truck, His Dog, and That Turtlebox”

Verse 1

Well, he left me standin’ by the front porch light,

Talkin’ ‘bout huntin’, but he never got it right.

So I grabbed his keys, yeah, I knew what to do,

If he won’t take me with him, I’ll take his whole crew.

Chorus

Now I’m rollin’ down the gravel with the windows dropped,

His dog’s hangin’ out and that Turtlebox rocks.

Tailgate down, headin’ straight to deer camp,

Got his cooler in the back and his camo lamp.

He don’t even know what he just lost—

His truck, his dog, and that Turtlebox.

Verse 2

That ol’ hound’s barkin’ at the moon so bright,

We’re singin’ along to George Strait tonight.

I pitched me a tent by the fire so warm,

I don’t need his drama, I got me his Ford.

Chorus

Now I’m rollin’ down the gravel with the windows dropped,

His dog’s hangin’ out and that Turtlebox rocks.

Tailgate down, headin’ straight to deer camp,

Got his cooler in the back and his camo lamp.

He don’t even know what he just lost—

His truck, his dog, and that Turtlebox.

Bridge

Tomorrow I’ll hunt, wearin’ his best camo,

Snap a picture with his buck just so he’ll know.

Sometimes the best payback’s a little outlaw fun,

Who says girls can’t get it done?

Final Chorus

Yeah, I’m rollin’ down the gravel with the windows dropped,

That ol’ dog’s smilin’ and the Turtlebox rocks.

Tailgate down, singin’ loud at deer camp,

Sippin’ on a cold one, dancin’ in my boots, hot damn.

Guess he don’t know what I just bossed—

His truck, his dog, and that Turtlebox.

Tag Line (spoken)

“Should’ve took me with ya, baby.”