Capo 4

Intro:
G  C  G  C

Verse 1:
G
Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray
                                             C
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard

That dirty Braves cap on the dash
G
Dog tags hangin' from the rear view
                                      C
Old Skoal can and cowboy boots and a Go Army shirt

folded in the back
     D                               C
This thing burns gas like crazy, but that's alright
       D
People got their ways of coping
        C
Oh, and I've got mine

Chorus:
             G
I drive your truck
       G/F#
I roll every window down
           Em7
And I burn up
      C                 D
Every back road in this town
         G                G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
            Em7               D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
          C                  G     C
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

Verse 2:
  G
I leave that radio playing
                                       C
That same ol' country station where ya left it

Yeah, man I crank it up
          G
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
                                  C
If you saw this tear rollin' down my face

Hey, man I'm tryin' to be tough
    D
And momma asked me this morning
            C
If I'd been by your grave
         D                                     C
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway

Chorus:
  D          G
I drive your truck
       G/F#
I roll every window down
           Em7
And I burn up
      C                 D
Every back road in this town
         G                G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
            Em7               D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
          C                  G     G/F#
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

Bridge:

     F
I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
C
Shook my fist and asked God why
G                                    D
These days when I'm missing you this much

Chorus:

             G
I drive your truck
        C
I roll every window down
           Em7
And I burn up
      F                 C
Every back road in this town
  D      G                G/F#
I find a field, I tear it up
            Em7               D
Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
          C                                      G
Yeah, sometimes, brother sometimes, I drive your truck
    C                 G
Mmm mmm, I drive your truck
                 C
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
             G       C   G
I drive your truck