Under the Old Truck Stars

Tailgate down on the edge of the ridge

Crickets singing down by the bridge

Your hand fits right inside of mine

Taking our sweet time

Looking up at the open sky

No one around but you and I (oh-oh-oh)

Under the canopy

of fading light

We're holding onto this perfect night

One sweet kiss on the hood of this truck

Thanking our stars

and our simple luck

Engine's cold but the cab is warm

Wrapped up tight in a flannel storm

Your laugh is soft in the dashboard light

Everything feels just right

Under the canopy of fading light

We're holding onto this perfect night

One sweet kiss on the hood of this truck

Thanking our stars

and our simple luck

Just you

and me...