More Trucks Than Cars

Out here on the back side of that city limit sign where the world turns two lanes Pretty girl working at the bank and the fella topping off your tank knows your name Water tower, power lines, swimming holes, rusty old RC Cola signs and county fairs Raise your hand if you’ve been there Where there’s biscuits, grits, and gravy And the waitress calls you baby And the star lights like a street light on a summer night We say hell yeah and Amen, yeehaw and y’all come back again And pray that our boys come home alive And when ole glory flies we still hold our hands over our hearts Where there’s more trucks than cars Well, I’ve been there on the concrete of them big city streets in my Ford truck Traffic jam in the town square, told my buddies living up there, good luck Meanwhile back in Tennessee we’re raising our babies and our own green beans and kicking up dust Come on down when you’ve had enough Where there’s biscuits, grits, and gravy And the waitress calls you baby And the star lights like a street light on a summer night We say hell yeah and Amen, yeehaw and y’all come back again And pray that our boys come home alive And when ole glory flies we still hold our hands over our hearts Where there’s more trucks than cars