We swear the goat drove the truck |
Lyrics"We Swear the Goat Drove the Truck"By Yves Stilmant © 2025 Verse 1A It started with a pan of Grandma's treats We thought they were brownies, turned out they had heat Then we sipped some moonshine from Gramps' stash Next thing we knew, we were talkin' real fast Verse 1B Billy said, "Man, I'm cravin' some chips" I said, "Let's get beer, then take UFO pics" We climbed in the truck with a goat named Clyde He was sittin' up front, and I swear he can drive Pre-Chorus Swerved into town like a rodeo clown Clyde hit the horn and the goat looked proud We parked real crooked, rolled into the store Then the sheriff showed up... like folklore Chorus We swear the goat drove the truck We were just ridin' for luck We might've been high, but we sure as hell ain't dumb It was Clyde with his hoofs on the steering column We swear the goat drove the truck This here ain't moonshine, it's love So don't call Mama, and don't call the news It was all Clyde's fault -- we just needed some brews! Verse 2A Sheriff said, "Boys, y'all smell like sin" I said, "Sir, that's the goat -- please check his chin" Billy's talkin' 'bout time and space Clyde's tryin' to eat the deputy's shoelace Verse 2B We offered to pee in a cup or two But Clyde just coughed and sneezed on his shoe Sheriff said, "Y'all are goin' to jail" Till Gramps rolled up yellin', "That goat's on bail!" Pre-Chorus He said, "Clyde's my kin, third cousin twice bred" Then he slipped on nachos and bonked his head Sheriff just stared, then started to laugh He said, "Y'all dumber than a dog takin' a math class" Chorus We swear the goat drove the truck We ain't got brains, but we got guts We might be baked, but we're innocent boys We don't blame weed -- we blame livestock toys We swear the goat drove the truck It was hooves, not hands, on the clutch You can't arrest us for just bein' dumb 'Cause Clyde had the wheel... and we just wanted rum Bridge (spoken & sung) (SPOKEN:) "Sir, if it helps, Clyde's licensed in two counties..." (SUNG:) The goat got free, and ran down Main With the truck in drive and a candy cane Final Chorus We swear the goat drove the truck It's not our fault we ran outta luck We'll pay for the fence and the soda aisle But Clyde's the outlaw with the crooked smile So lock us up, throw away the hay... But Clyde's already halfway to Santa Fe! CHANT OUTRO (crowd style): "We ain't drunk! We ain't nuts! Clyde's the one who drove the truck!" |
| Short Song Description: Two kids Pot adventures |
| Lyric Credits: Yves Stilmant |
| Music Credits: Yves Stilmant |
| Producer Credits: Lumiere Soundworks/Audio Alchemy Productions |
| Publisher Credits: Groove Tattoo Publishing |
| Performance Credits: Yves Stilmant |
| Song Length: 3:23 |
| Primary Genre: Country-General |
| Secondary Genre: - |
| Lead Vocal: Male Vocal |
| Language: English |
| Era: 2000 and later |