作词 : Perdew, Phillips
Well I got my first truck, when 
I was three, 
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees 
Hauled marbles and rocks, and thought twice before 
I hauled a 
Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door she tried to pay me with a kiss and 
I began to understand, 
There's just something women like about a 
PickUp Man 
When I turned sixteen, 
I saved a few hundred bucks 
My first car was a 
Pickup Truck 
I was cruisin' the town and the first girl 
I seen Was 
Bobbie Jo 
Gentry the homecoming queen 
She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab, and said "I never knew you were a Pickup Man!" 
You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill and 
I still wouldn't trade it for a 
Coupe DeVille 
I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made 
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates 
I met all my wives in traffic jams, there's just something women like about a 
Pickup Man 
Most Friday nights, 
I can be found 
In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge 
Backed into my spot at the drive-in show 
You know a cargo light gives off a romantic glow 
I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand, 'cause 
There's just something women like about a pickup 
Man You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill and 
I still wouldn't trade it for a 
Coupe DeVille 
I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made 
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates 
I met all my wives in traffic jams, there's just something women like about a 
Pickup Man 
A bucket of rust, or a brand new machine 
Once around the block and you'll know what 
I mean You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill and 
I still wouldn't trade it for a 
Coupe DeVille 
I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made 
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates 
I met all my wives in traffic jams, there's just something women like about a 
Pickup Man