It was an old brown eighty down Chevrolet
Rust on the hood and the license plate
Wear and tear, Granddaddy drove it everyway
As a little boy I never felt more in love
Riding shotgun by his side
And in my mind it seems like yesterday
When he picked me up
In that old truck
And we go bustin' down an old gravle road
Randy Travis on the radio
I was five years old with my best friend
Not thinking those days would ever end
Now the truck key hangs around my neck
Put it on a chain so I never forget
The kings of the road having me all those memories
They start right up with this old Truck Key
It just took Granddaddy to a better place
I felt those tears running down my face
I knew he found peace, but it still got to me
I tell one day Grandma came to me and gave me his old Truck Key
I closed my eyes and it took me back to when
We go bustin' down an old gravle road
Randy Travis on the radio
I was five years old with my best friend
Not thinking those days would ever end
Now the truck key hangs around my neck
Put it on a chain so I never forget
The kings of the road having me all those memories
They start right up with this old Truck Key
Truck Key
A lot of people ask me why I wear this key
I just smile and say - it takes me back again
To when we go bustin' down an old gravle road
Randy Travis on the radio
I was five years old with my best friend
Not thinking those days would ever end
Now the truck key hangs around my neck
Put it on a chain so I never forget
The kings of the road having me all those memories
They just start right up
They just start right up
They just start right up
With this old Truck Key
With this old Truck Key
This old Truck Key.

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