That welcome sign at your county line
Might have a different name
We're tearin' up tobacco fields
You're growin' up the grain
We're pickin' up the same beer
From different corner stores
I'm out here ridin' my roads
And you're out there ridin' yours

But we're all in the same truck
Headin' down a different two lanes
Kicking up the same dust
Prayin' for the same rain
Closin' down the same bars
Different wishes on the same stars
Gettin' every mile out of these good years
Till the day he calls us up
We're all in the same truck
Yeah, we're all in the same truck

Your angel might have blue eyes
But God made my girl's green
And there's different colored helmets
On our Friday night, home teams
Yeah, we're all gonna get lost
And breakdown a time or two
But we'll get it cranked back up
No matter what, we gotta do

'Cause we're all in the same truck
Headin' down a different two lanes
Kickin' up the same dust
Prayin' for the same rain
Closin' down the same bars
Different wishes on the same stars
Gettin' every mile out of these good years
Till the day he calls us up
We're all in the same truck
Yeah, we're all in the same truck

Oh, we're all tryin' to find our way home
Ain't nobody gotta ride alone
Don't take it fast, man, take it slow
'Cause life is like an old back road

And we're all in the same truck
Headin' down a different two lanes
Kickin' up the same dust
Prayin' for the same rain
Closin' down the same bars
Different wishes on the same stars
Gettin' every mile out of these good years
Till the good Lord calls us up
We're all in the same truck
Yeah, we're all in the same truck

Different names on the welcome signs
You got your roads and I got mine
We're all in the same truck, oh-oh
We're all in the same truck