Six string and a suitcase
Was all I had to my name
Stepping off that airplane
In Music City, USA
Soon as my feet hit the ground
I needed wheels to get around
Saw it in a Craigslist ad
I got keys, they got cash
And I
Found a little bit of highway freedom
Little Tennessee breeze in my hair
Five speed and the paint was peeling
My ticket to anywhere
Heard about every high and low
I ever had in this ten year town
Got tough but it kept going
When I broke down
It didn't shine, it didn't fly
It didn't catch any eyes
But it was mine
It was my
American dream truck
American dream truck
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Some days it was a tour bus
Some days it was a moving truck
Some nights it was a too drunk
Free hotel to sober up
Saw a lot of the world in it
Now I even got a girl in it
We've sure come a long, long way
Since I fired it up that first day and I
Found a little bit of highway freedom
Little Tennessee breeze in my hair
Five speed and the paint was peeling
My ticket to anywhere
Heard about every high and low
I ever had in this ten year town
Got tough but it kept going
When I broke down
It didn't shine, it didn't fly
It didn't catch any eyes
But it was mine
And it was my
American dream truck
Oh, yeah
It hauled the boards that built the house
And maybe 16 years from now
I might get to hand it down
And tell 'em 'bout how
I found a little bit of highway freedom
Little Tennessee breeze in my hair
Five speed and the paint was peeling
My ticket to anywhere
Heard about every high and low
I ever had in this ten year town
Got tough but it kept going
When I broke down
It didn't shine, it didn't fly
It didn't catch any eyes
But it was mine
And it was my
American dream truck
American dream truck
The price went up ever since I got her
Wouldn't sell it for a million dollars