Just blew through another red light
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But the cop on the corner was sippin’ his coffee
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The speed limit might say 35
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But 65 is where he woulda clocked me
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On the way picking up my baby
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She’s sitting on the front porch waitin’
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And when I get there don’t you know
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Gonna get in the truck-n-
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Roll like the Mississippi
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Slow like sipping on whiskey’
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Go ‘round the world on a country road
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And who knows where we might end up
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Lord knows we’re gonna have a sho nuff
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Good time no matter where we go
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When we get in the truck-n-roll, roll
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Just gimme four wheels and a little two-lane
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My baby’s gonna be my little wildflower
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And gimme that radio playin’ George Strait
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Cause I know she’ll wanna turn it up louder
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Where the black top winds through the pastures
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I’ll be takin’ those right curves faster
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Cause I want that pretty girl sittin’ real close
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When we get in the truck-n-
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Roll like the Mississippi
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Slow like sipping on whiskey
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Go ‘round the world on a country road
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And who knows where we might end up
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Lord knows we’re gonna have a sho nuff
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Good time no matter where we go
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When we get in the truck-n-roll
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Somewhere we might pull off
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Out there where the whippoorwill calls
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Grab a sleepin’ bag if that’s what she wants
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And let it unroll while we’re sippin’ on whiskey
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And take it slow like the Mississippi
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When we get in the truck-n-
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Roll like the Mississippi
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Slow like sipping on whiskey
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Go ‘round the world on a country road
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And who knows where we might end up
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Lord knows we’re gonna have a sho nuff
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Good time no matter where we go
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When we get in the truck-n-roll
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When we get in the truck-n-roll
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Hop up in the truck-n-roll, yeah
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Truck-N-Roll
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| Craig Campbell |
