Track 6 of the album Smooth Road, Long Shadow · 2019
Nothing to Prove in a Truck Bed
“Tailgate down, sun going soft, nothing to prove to anybody. This is the song I'd play to anyone who's tired.”
folk rock · tailgate anthem · warm heartland rock · 4:03
Lyrics
Tailgate down and the sun going soft Four of us lying in the bed of the truck No gig tonight and no one to impress Just a cooler and a little bit of luck Somebody's got a guitar with a missing string Somebody's got a joke that never gets old We're laughing at nothing and we're laughing at all The sky turns the colour of gold We got nothing to prove in a truck bed Stars coming out one by one Nothing to prove, just the road ahead And the fun that we've already won Sing it loud, sing it wrong, sing it all night long Nobody's keeping score We got nothing to prove in a truck bed Who could ask for more Dusty boots kicked up on the wheel well Harmonica rattling off a tune A freight train whistles from a long way off Over the hill and under the moon We've been broke and we've been broken-hearted We've slept in the van and on the floor But right now nothing is missing at all We're just here, and that's enough and more We got nothing to prove in a truck bed Stars coming out one by one Nothing to prove, just the road ahead And the fun that we've already won Sing it loud, sing it wrong, sing it all night long Nobody's keeping score We got nothing to prove in a truck bed Who could ask for more Take a breath, take it in Let the whole sky begin Whatever comes, we'll make it through Together, me and you We got nothing to prove in a truck bed Stars coming out one by one Nothing to prove, just the road ahead And the fun that we've already won Sing it loud, sing it wrong, sing it all night long Nobody's keeping score We got nothing to prove in a truck bed Who could ask for more Who could ask for more