more trucks than cars

out here on the backside of that city limit sign where the world turns two lanes

pretty girl working at the bank and the fella toppin' off your tank knows your name

water tower

power lines

swimming holes rusty old rc cola sign

and county fairs

raise your hands up if you've been there

where there's biscuits

grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby

and the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night. we say hell ya and amen

yeehaw

and y'all come back again

and pray that our boys come home alive

and when old 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

kicking up dust

come on down when you had enough

where there's biscuits

grits and gravy and the waitress calls you baby

and the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night. we say hell ya and amen

yeehaw

and y'all come back again

and pray that our boys come home alive

and when old glory flies

we still hold our hands over our hearts

where there's more trucks than cars. where there's biscuits

grits and gravy

your pretty waitress calls you baby

and the starlight's like a streetlight on a summer night. we say hell ya and amen

yeehaw

and y'all come back again

and pray that our boys come home alive

and when old glory flies

we still hold our hands over our hearts

where there's more trucks than cars. where there's more trucks than cars.