[Verse 1] Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning; And six more days a week, it took him to the mill. I never realized back then the lesson I was learning: How to work, how to worship, in a yellow pickup truck. [Verse 2] He taught me how to check the oil and quote the golden rule, How to work a manual clutch and always do my part. He used to say, "Son, study hard as long as you're in school, And always love the Lord with all your heart." [Chorus] Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning; And six more days a week, it took him to the mill. I never realized back then the lesson I was learning: How to work, how to worship, in a yellow pickup truck. [Verse 3] I can't forget the time I drove dad's yellow truck to town; The fender got a crease when I ran a red stop light. I dreaded telling daddy, but he didn't even frown. He said, "Son, I'm just glad you are all right." [Verse 4] Then came the day his yellow pickup truck would crank no more. Daddy said, "Its race is run and well done in the end. And on some future day when we arrive on heaven's shore What's done for God is all that matters then." [Chorus] Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning; And six more days a week, it took him to the mill. I never realized back then the lesson I was learning: How to work, how to worship, in a yellow pickup truck. [TAG] I never realized back then the lesson I was learning: How to work, how to worship, in a yellow pickup truck. How to work and how to worship in a yellow pickup truck. [OUTRO] Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning
