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    Original Good Ol' Boy by JJ Lawhorn

    JJ Lawhorn - You Can Tell a Man by His Truck Lyrics

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    Red clay mud caked up on the door, twelve gauge buckshot rollin in the floorboard. Turkey feather flapping up in the visor, every Friday night she's a dirt road rider.

    You can tell a man by his truck, F-150 painted on the fender. Gun rack rattling in the window, you can tell a man by his truck. It's got scratches and dents, just like him. Come hell or high water gonna keep on rolling. You can tell a man by his truck, yes uh.

    Backwoods baby sitting in the front, she likes the way it rumbles and rides a little rough. Hah, yeah she does. Tearing up a corn field, busting through a rut. My baby's screaming, "faster," she can't get enough.

    You can tell a man by his truck, F-150 painted on the fender. Gun rack rattling in the window, you can tell a man by his truck. It's got scratches and dents, just like him. Come hell or high water gonna keep on rolling. You can tell a man by his truck, yes uh.

    Plays horse, ball caps, sliding cross the dance floor, blue tick in the back, barking up a storm.

    You can tell a man by his truck, F-150 painted on the fender. Gun rack rattling in the window, you can tell a man by his truck. It's got scratches and dents, just like him. Come hell or high water gonna keep on rolling. You can tell a man by his truck. Oh man, you can tell a man by his truck.

    Lyrics for "You Can Tell a Man by His Truck" by JJ Lawhorn were submitted 8 months ago, last edited 2 months ago, provided for educational purposes and personal use only, and are property and copyright of their owners.

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