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If It Wasn’t For Trucks - Riley Green
Lyrics by：Riley Green/Erik Dylan/Randy Montana
Composed by：Riley Green/Erik Dylan/Randy Montana
Why would any teenage boy cut grass
Sweat all summer save his cash
Dream about turnin' heads downtown
Straight pipes on a hand-me-down
How would anybodies daddy get around
To mend the fences and feed the cows
Where the hell would a small town girl climb up
If it wasn't for trucks
Where would I have raised all that hell
Talked to God all by myself
How would I have got to Tennessee
Without a bucket seat
Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died
Or haul that deer drink that beer
Fell in and out of love
If it wasn't for trucks
Where would I've first heard Merle
Or got the nerve to kiss a green eyed girl
Where would old dogs ride
Where would life fly by
Where would I have raised all that hell
Talked to God all by myself
How would I have got to Tennessee
Without a bucket seat
Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died
Or haul that deer drink that beer
Fell in and out of love
If it wasn't for trucks
If it wasn't for trucks
I wouldn't be who I am today
If it wasn't for a short bed Chevrolet
Where would I have raised all that hell
Talked to God all by myself
How would I have got to Tennessee
Where would I be
Where was I supposed to cry that July day granddaddy died
Or haul that deer drink that beer
Fell in and out of love
If it wasn't for trucks
Yeah if it wasn't for trucks
