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Stuff In the Back of My Pickup Truck

I was asking a friend just the other day If there was anything he'd do to help me on my way He said he'd like to but I was asking to much All that stuff in the back of my pickup truck I haul it around every where I go Where its gonna end up I don't know One day I'm gonna get rid of that junk That stuff in the back of my pickup truck It's full of broken promises and wasted prayers A lot of hurt feelings caused by I don't cares Love gone bad loaded up with pain Its enough to drive a normal man insane Every place I go, I think I don't belong I just can't understand where I went wrong But people don't care why my life is so tough Damned that stuff in the back of my pickup truck Could unload any place, of no use, not very fair Lord I am on my knees with a foxhole prayer Please take this hell away from this old drunk Rid me of the stuff in the back of my pickup truck David Gary Pennington

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Date: 8/12/2010 6:07:00 PM
nice interesting piece
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