[Verse 1] Parked by the fence line, sag in the spring Red paint's peeling, busted tailgate ring Bench seat split, stuck with old gum Maple sap on the dash where the heat used to come One headlight tired, one tire gone bald But it fires on the first try when the mornings get cold [Pre-Chorus] Key in the column, twist and pray Hear that old motor cough its way Couple more miles, couple more years With the whole damn past still shifting gears [Chorus] Rusty pickup, take me home Rusty pickup, carry me home You may be rough, you may be scarred But you still know where the good roads are Rusty pickup, don’t slow down (oh, rusty pickup) Rusty pickup, turn it around (yeah, turn it around) [Verse 2] Muddy boots on the floor, dog hair in the back Fence post dents from a few bad tracks Mama’s voice on a faded cassette Couple old tools and a rusted-out wrench It hauled hay bales, it hauled my dad It hauled my broken heart when the crop went bad [Pre-Chorus] Radio crackle, windows halfway Moon on the hood like a silver plate I learned love and loss in that steel With both hands wrapped around the wheel [Chorus] Rusty pickup, take me home Rusty pickup, carry me home You may be rough, you may be scarred But you still know where the good roads are Rusty pickup, don’t slow down (oh, rusty pickup) Rusty pickup, turn it around (yeah, turn it around) [Verse 3] Smell of old gasoline, faint and sweet Dust devils spinning beneath my feet That sticker from high school, half-peeled away Still laughs at the world from some long-gone day Passenger door creaks, needs a good slam Just like my grandpa, "Here I am" [Pre-Chorus] Sunset bleeding, painting the sky Got nowhere to be, just driving by Every dent tells a story, every scratch a year Washing off the worry, wiping every tear [Chorus] Rusty pickup, take me home Rusty pickup, carry me home You may be rough, you may be scarred But you still know where the good roads are Rusty pickup, don’t slow down (oh, rusty pickup) Rusty pickup, turn it around (yeah, turn it around) [Bridge] If the chrome all flakes and the engine shakes You’re still the ride that my memory makes Through gravel spit and summer rain You keep my name in the windowpane Another sunrise, another mile down Still the best view in this whole damn town [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] Rusty pickup, take me home Rusty pickup, carry me home You may be rough, you may be scarred But you still know where the good roads are Rusty pickup, don’t slow down (oh, rusty pickup) Rusty pickup, turn it around (yeah, turn it around) [Outro] Yeah, turn it around Rusty pickup, carry me home Just carry me home (fades out) Rusty pickup... Carry me home... You still know... Where the good roads are... Don't slow down... Turn it around... Rusty pickup... Yeah... Home... (engine sputtering, then silence)
