we rode in trucks
Singer:bryan, luke
down where i was born was heaven on earth
the flint river washes that red georgia dirt
the sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
you either lived on a farm or wish you did
jesus always walked close by our side
there's a lot about life we learned on the bus
the closer we sat to the back
thank god we get more than just one shot
haulin' hay in the field with the radio on
headin' straight into town when the work was done
ridin' down buck island road
we thought tobacco and beer in a can
was all it would take to be like our old man
but i saw how it made my momma cry
it was huntin' and fishin' and football games
fallin' in and out of love
that's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot
that's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot
ridin' down buck island road
it's apart of my soul. yeah
the flint river washes that red georgia dirt
the sun sets slow and the stars shine bright