I had my eye on it
I planned to spend a whole damn summer’s worth of overtime on it
I wasn’t taking no days off ’til I had that
Folger’s can packed to the brim
With a couple extra Benjamins
Yeah, I had it all planned out
‘Til I saw her and now

I guess that 4x4’s gonna have to wait until next spring
She’d look good in that shotgun, but she’d look better with a ring
And there’s a million other Chevrolets, but that girl’s one of one
So now I’m looking at a whole lot more half-carats than half-tons
And there I was, thought I was just saving up
For a truck

And that Silverado
Ain’t gon’ shine as bright as her eyes and her smile
Yeah, that’s an easy choice to make
‘Cause with the winding that road does
Only one ain’t gonna rust
And if it’s her right by my side, then
I’m betting on that diamond

So I guess that 4x4’s gonna have to wait until next spring
She’d look good in that shotgun, but she’d look better with a ring
And there’s a million other Chevrolets, but that girl’s one of one
So now I’m looking at a whole lot more half-carats than half-tons
And there I was, thought I was just saving up

For a truck that I could drive, but I’ll tell you what
Baby, love’s a better ride

So I guess that 4x4’s gonna have to wait until next spring
She’d look good in that shotgun, but she’d look better with a ring
And there’s a million other Chevrolets, but that girl’s one of one
So now I’m looking at a whole lot more half-carats than half-tons
And there I was, thought I was just saving up
For a truck

Mm, for a truck
Mm

Other lyrics by Russell Dickerson:

16 Me

Sixteen me Upstairs, picking on a cheap six-string Learning chords to songs that I could sing After football games To the girl that I wanted wearing my class ring Sixteen …

Bones

Chestnut hair and steel blue eyes A light-up-the-room kinda smile It was more than, “When you know, you know” Yeah, girl, I felt in my bones I asked your …

Boots (feat. Fetty Wap)

Ayy, yeah, baby Ooooh Girl where’d you get those Lue casey square toes You floatin like an angel within your halo Kickin’ up foul dust Tearin’ this …

Dust

Singin’ “Dust on the Bottle” shotgun in my old Hand-me-down ‘98 red Silverado This ain’t one of those “trying to forget her, …

Famous Back Home

Yeah, I had a big dream of bein’ somebody Somebody someone back home can look up to Make a name, make a killin’ Make one hell of a livin’ I look around …