[Verse 1] That old fifties Dodge still starts On the second turn of the key Rust on the hood, dent in the door Like it waited there for me Dad left the tools in the bed And a note tucked under the seat Said, "Keep her running, son" Now that truck just carries me [Pre-Chorus] I wash off the mud in the yard But I can't wash off the years Every scratch on that faded paint Still feels like he's right here [Chorus] That old Dodge still works (Still works) After all this hurt (So much hurt) Dad left it with the dirt And it still works It still works for me [Verse 2] Sunday mornings, I hear him When the engine coughs and growls His hands on the wheel, mine on mine In that one-man cab so proud I learned how to haul my grief Behind a tailgate full of hay And every mile down County Road Brings another good-bye to play [Pre-Chorus] The radio hums through the spring And the bench seat holds my ghost If I ever run from this place That old truck already knows [Chorus] That old Dodge still works (Still works) After all this hurt (So much hurt) Dad left it with the dirt And it still works It still works for me [Bridge] If the motor finally gives out I'll park her by the creek Leave the keys in the ashtray Where his ring used to sleep But tonight the headlights pull me home Through the dark and the dust and the rain And I swear I hear him say "Son, she's fine" In that old man's voice again [Final Chorus] That old Dodge still works (Still works) After all this hurt (So much hurt) Dad left it with the dirt And it still works It still works for me Yeah, it still works (Still works) And I still need it to That old Dodge still works And it still works for me
