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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morgan Evans
Morgan Evans
Lead Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Jimmy Robbins
Jimmy Robbins
Programming
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bass
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
Electric Guitar
David Dorn
David Dorn
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Evans
Morgan Evans
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
Geoffrey Warburton
Geoffrey Warburton
Songwriter
Benjamin Johnson
Benjamin Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jimmy Robbins
Jimmy Robbins
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Dave Clauss
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Recording Engineer
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Six string and a suitcase Was all I had to my name Stepping off that airplane In Music City, USA Soon as my feet hit the ground I needed wheels to get around Saw it in a Craigslist ad I got keys, they got cash And I Found a little bit of highway freedom Little Tennessee breeze in my hair Five speed and the paint was peeling My ticket to anywhere Heard about every high and low I ever had in this ten year town Got tough but it kept going When I broke down It didn't shine, it didn't fly It didn't catch any eyes But it was mine It was my American dream truck American dream truck Some days it was a tour bus Some days it was a moving truck Some nights it was a too drunk Free hotel to sober up Saw a lot of the world in it Now I even got a girl in it We've sure come a long, long way Since I fired it up that first day and I Found a little bit of highway freedom Little Tennessee breeze in my hair Five speed and the paint was peeling My ticket to anywhere Heard about every high and low I ever had in this ten year town Got tough but it kept going When I broke down It didn't shine, it didn't fly It didn't catch any eyes But it was mine And it was my American dream truck Oh, yeah It hauled the boards that built the house And maybe 16 years from now I might get to hand it down And tell 'em 'bout how I found a little bit of highway freedom Little Tennessee breeze in my hair Five speed and the paint was peeling My ticket to anywhere Heard about every high and low I ever had in this ten year town Got tough but it kept going When I broke down It didn't shine, it didn't fly It didn't catch any eyes But it was mine And it was my American dream truck American dream truck The price went up ever since I got her Wouldn't sell it for a million dollars
Writer(s): Morgan Evans, Geoffrey Warburton, Hunter Phelps, Ben Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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