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
Headed down a different two-lane
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 Goodyears
'Til 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
Headed down a different two-lane
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 Goodyears
'Til the day He calls us up
We're all in the same truck, yeah
We're all in the same truck, whoa

We're all tryna find our way home
Ain't nobody gotta ride alone
Don't take it fast, man, take it slow
'Cause life's like an old back road

And we're all in the same truck
Headed down a different two-lane
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 Goodyears
'Til 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
But we're all in the same truck, whoa
We're all in the same truck

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Ashley Glenn Gorley, Scotty McCreery, Taylor Delmar Phillips, Zach Crowell