| Lyrics: | Twenty years ago i watched in awe
As my dad drove up the driveway.
More than proud to
have a brand
New family car.
Thirty miles to the gallon, 0 to 60,
Sometimes.
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I remember putting down the back
Seat and lying in the hatchback.
Looking at the
sky watching
Trees go by.
I was the son of a preacher, and
He was a rich poor
man.
No a.c.
No fm,
And no regrets,
In my
chevette.
The winter cracked the highway and
We tried to dodge
the potholes.
He never promised us it would be a
Gentle ride.
He never had a
problem though,
Keeping it on the narrow road. |
