The first time I saw her I just turned 16 She looked like somethin' straight out of a magazine I worked that whole summer just to make her mine God I still think about her from time to time
She was a good truck She never got stuck She fired every time I'd crank her up She could climb a hill And haul a load Leave a hundred foot of rubber on a black top road I don't know why I ever gave her up She was a good truck
Well I stole my first kiss on her tailgate My first time was in her bed Lord we couldn't wait We drug cans behind her on our wedding day Lord I cried when my ex-wife drove her away
Yeah she was a good truck Man she was a good truck She was a Chevy truck
