Pickup Truck Song chords by Jerry Jeff Walker

Jerry Jeff Walker
Pickup Truck Song

 C               F
Yea, I used to look forward to Saturdays
C            G
When me and my grandpa'd get way
F           G          C
We'd hop in his pickup truck and we'd go to town

C               F
We had a couple chores that we had to do
C             G
It didn't take long before we were through
F            G         C
Then we'd let the pickup truck just wander around

CHORUS:
F               G
We'd make a run to the county dump
      C      Am
We'd always wave we saw someone
 F        G
Grandpa make up a song as we rolled along
F            G
the post office without fail
      C              Am
We get some feed and we'd check out the mail
  F               G           C
And we never took the same road twice on the way back home.

C            F
I spent a few years out runnin' free
C            G
I spent two or three in New York City
F          G         C
moved back to Texas tired, hell I'd had enough

C            F
I'd go to Luckenbach on Saturdays
C                 G
Cause Hondo had a way to brighten up my day
F         G                C
He always made me laugh when we rode in his pickup truck

CHORUS 2:
F               G
We'd make a run to the county dump
      C        Am
We'd always wave when we saw someone

 F        G
Hondo'd make up a tale as we rolled along
F            G
the post office without fail
       C              Am
He'd get some chew and we'd check out the mail
 F               G           C
And we never took the same road twice on the way back home

C            F
Well I miss grandpa and Hondo too
C                G
I really miss the things that we used to do
  F            G            C
So last week I went out and bought me an old pickup truck

C             F
Now me and the kids spend Saturdays
C           G
We do fun things in a simple way
  F              G         C
We love to start the day with a ride in the pickup truck

CHORUS 3:
F              G
We make a run to the county dump
     C       Am
We always wave if we see someone
 F             G        C
The kids love to make up a song as we roll along
F             G
To the post office without fail
      C              Am
We get some stamps and we check out the mail
 F               G           C
Wnd we never take the same road twice on the way back home
F           G          C
Half the fun's gettin' lost on the way back home