I Drive Your Truck
Lee Brice Lyrics


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Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray
Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
That dirty Braves cap on the dash
Dog tags hanging from the rear view
Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt
Folded in the back
This thing burns gas like crazy but that's alright
People got their ways of coping
Oh, and I've got mine

I drive your truck
I roll every window down and I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
'Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I leave that radio playing
Same old country station where you left it
Yeah, man I crank it up
And you'd probably punch my arm right now
If you saw this tear rolling down on my face
Hey, man I'm trying to be tough
And mama asked me this morning, if I'd been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck
I roll every window down and I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
'Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck

I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
Shook my fist and asked God why
These days when I'm missing you this much

I drive your truck
I roll every window down
And I burn up
Every back road in this town
I find a field, I tear it up
'Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Yeah, sometimes
Brother sometimes

I drive your truck, mm
I drive your truck




I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
I drive your truck

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lee Brice's song I Drive Your Truck are a powerful tribute to a lost loved one, likely a soldier who was killed in action. The song starts by describing various mementos left behind in the truck, including an ashtray with only 89 cents, a half-empty bottle of Gatorade, a dirty Braves cap on the dash, dog tags hanging from the rearview mirror, an old Skoal can, cowboy boots, and a Go Army Shirt folded in the back. The singer acknowledges that the truck burns gas like crazy, but it's his way of coping with the loss of the person it belonged to.


The chorus repeats the phrase "I drive your truck," to emphasize the emotional significance of the vehicle. The singer describes how he rolls down every window and tears up every back road in town, finding solace in feeling the pain dissipate in the form of a cloud of dust. He leaves the radio tuned to the same country station his loved one listened to, cranks up the volume, and even sheds tears while driving.


The bridge of the song acknowledges the anger, frustration, and sadness that accompany the grief process. The singer has cursed and prayed, asked God why, and said goodbye, all while missing his loved one terribly. But still, he drives the truck, finding comfort in remembering the shared moments and taking care of the vehicle that holds so much sentimental value.


Overall, the song is a touching tribute to loss, coping mechanisms, and the power of memories. It emphasizes the importance of finding ways to keep loved ones' memories alive, even when they're gone.


Line by Line Meaning

Eighty-nine cents in the ash tray
There's just a small amount of change left in the ashtray of the truck.


Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard
A half-finished bottle of Gatorade is rolling around on the floor of the truck.


That dirty Braves cap on the dash
The truck has a dirty Braves baseball cap sitting on the dashboard.


Dog tags hanging from the rear view
There are military dog tags hanging from the rearview mirror of the truck.


Old Skoal can, and cowboy boots and a Go Army Shirt
There's an empty Skoal can, a pair of cowboy boots, and a Go Army shirt in the back of the truck.


Folded in the back
The items listed in the previous line are folded up and stored in the back of the truck.


This thing burns gas like crazy but that's alright
The truck uses a lot of gas, but the singer doesn't mind.


People got their ways of coping
Everyone deals with grief and loss in their own way.


Oh, and I've got mine
The artist has his own way of coping with the loss of someone close to him.


I drive your truck
The artist drives the truck that belonged to the person he lost.


I roll every window down and I burn up
He rolls down all the windows of the truck and drives recklessly fast.


Every back road in this town
He drives on all the back roads in the town where they lived.


I find a field, I tear it up
He drives through fields, kicking up dirt and dust.


'Til all the pain's a cloud of dust
Driving this way helps him forget about his pain for a while.


Yeah, sometimes I drive your truck
This is something he does from time to time to cope with his grief.


I leave that radio playing
He leaves the radio in the truck on the same country station the person used to listen to.


Same old country station where you left it
This is the same radio station that was last played by the person who drove the truck.


Yeah, man I crank it up
He turns up the volume of the radio to make it feel like the person is still there.


And you'd probably punch my arm right now
The person probably wouldn't approve of him driving the truck in this reckless manner.


If you saw this tear rolling down on my face
He's emotional and can't help but cry as he drives the truck.


Hey, man I'm trying to be tough
He's trying to hide his emotions and be strong, but it's difficult.


And mama asked me this morning, if I'd been by your grave
The person's mother asked if he had visited their grave today.


But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway
He doesn't feel close to the person at their grave site. He feels close to them when he's driving their truck.


I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said goodbye
He's gone through a range of emotions while grieving for the person he lost.


Shook my fist and asked God why
He's angry and has questioned why this had to happen.


These days when I'm missing you this much
When he's really missing the person, he goes for a drive in their truck.


Brother sometimes
He's talking directly to the person and calling them 'brother'.


I drive your truck, mm
He continues to drive the truck to cope with his grief and feel close to the person he lost.


I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
He's asking the person whose truck it is for permission to keep driving it in this way.


I drive your truck
The song ends on this repeated line, emphasizing how much the truck means to the singer in his grieving process.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jessica Alexander, James Yeary, Connie Harrington

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my dad died in Iraq and left me his truck in his will

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Tohave Ramey im sorry i wish you luck in life bless you

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@Yahwehbeliever

Just listened to this song, while sitting in my dad's truck, beside his grave, allowing myself to cry, "though I try to be strong". Last month marked 4yrs since he's been gone. Thank you. It's a song I didn't know I'd need.

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Hang on brother. He fought for you

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I just want to say thank you to your Family for your Dad's service. God bless you my friend 🙏🙏🙏🙏

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