Music video for Matt Roy’s “That Town, That Truck, That Song” available now!
Listen to more of Matt’s music: https://mattroy.komi.io
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Stream the single here: https://smarturl.it/ttttts
Directed by: Dylan Rucker/The 254 Collective
Support/Mgmt: stone@creativesouthern.net
LYRICS:
All it takes is a welcome sign,
Soon as I cross that county line,
takes me back to seventeen nights, fresh shine,
On that F-150
Pick you up just to ride around,
Too young to get in the bars downtown
Turned you on to Jackson Browne,
Running on empty,
Floor board beer, dashboard feet
Played that song, put it on repeat
Yeah that Main Street, midnight red light blinking
That hand me down two tone Ford oil leaking
That long neck bottle for a microphone singing
In that town, that truck, that song
You learned every word on that burnt CD
I learned every curve on that torn bench seat
Last I heard you were in Tennessee
But to me, you’ll always be,
In that town, that truck, that song
I come back every now and then, catch up with some long lost friends
Keep hoping I run in to you, but it never happens,
But that don’t mean, I don’t see you,
With your hair in the wind, and the speakers on ten, in my rearview
Yeah that Main Street, midnight red light blinking
That hand me down two tone Ford oil leaking
That long neck bottle for a microphone singing
In that town, that truck, that song
You learned every word on that burnt CD
I learned every curve on that torn bench seat
Last I heard you were in Tennessee
But to me, you’ll always be,
In that town, that truck, that song
Parked somewhere down the back roads of my mind,
I got the headlights off, and you got your lips on mine
