About the song
Introducing the classic hit “Pickup Man” by the renowned country artist Joe Diffie! This song encapsulates the essence of traditional country music with its catchy melody, relatable lyrics, and Joe Diffie’s unmistakable voice. Released in 1994 as part of his album “Third Rock from the Sun,” “Pickup Man” quickly rose to the top of the charts, solidifying Joe Diffie’s status as a country music icon.
Penned by Kerry Kurt Phillips and Howard Perdew, “Pickup Man” tells the story of a man who finds love behind the wheel of his pickup truck. With its clever wordplay and humorous anecdotes, the song resonated with audiences across the country, earning it multiple accolades and awards.
“Pickup Man” soared to the number one spot on both the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart and the Canadian RPM Country Tracks chart, showcasing its widespread appeal and enduring popularity. Its success didn’t stop there; the song also claimed the number one position on the Billboard Year-End chart for Hot Country Singles & Tracks in 1995, further cementing its status as a timeless country classic.
Joe Diffie’s smooth vocals and the song’s infectious rhythm make “Pickup Man” a staple in the country music genre, beloved by fans old and new alike. So, crank up the volume, roll down the windows, and let Joe Diffie take you on a ride down memory lane with “Pickup Man”!
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Lyrics
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 16, 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, roll it down a hill
But 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 back 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
There’s just something women like about a Pickup Man
You can set my truck on fire, roll it down a hill
But 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, roll it down a hill
But 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
You know there’s something women like about a Pickup Man