I’m Amanda. I’ve loved country music for as long as I can remember. Here you’ll find a collection of my thoughts on the country music of yesterday and today, and a general assortment of stuff that I think is cool or weird in relation to country.
Completely obsessed with this song. I’ve listened to it at least twenty times in the last day. Talk about a sad song. But what a beautiful song. I’d love to go back in time and see Charlie do this one live with a choir. It’s funny, I’m, like, one the happiest/most well-adjusted people I know, yet there’s nothing I love more than songs like this; songs that come from the sincerest, and sometimes, sadly, lowest places. Charlie wrote this one himself, and he just continues to keep me in awe.
P.s.: Sorry I couldn’t find a better version of this version.
This song is awful. Here are a couple reasons why:
- Not only does it feed into “bro” country stereotypes, it straight up feeds off of them, and is darn proud of it.
- Sure, it’s great to feel attractive, desirable, etc., but everything about this song is all about catering to the dude in the truck: giving in to his every desire, verbatim, according to songs brought to us by guys like Luke Bryan, Florida Georgia Line, Jason Aldean, etc. She’s at his every beck and call: from picking her up, to following through with everything he’s mentioned he wants of her in song: painted on jeans, hangin’ with the boys, cold beer, and just doing what he likes (“We can do…I don’t care, I don’t care…I can be the girl in your truck song!”).
But. I still think it’s cool to think about this song as a response song. Maybe it isn’t a direct response to a single song (but, rather, several songs), but it’s responding to a popular form of song. And though it may not provide the most interesting, praiseworthy, or surprising chapter to the long list of response songs, it’s sure fun to put it in that perspective.