Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Old Yellow Car, artist - Dan Seals.
Date of issue: 13.06.2011
Song language: English
My Old Yellow Car |
She weren’t much to look at, she weren’t much to ride |
She was missing a window on her passenger side |
The floorboard was patched up with paper and tar |
But I really was something in my old yellow car |
An American boy with his hands on the wheel |
Of a dream that was made of American steel |
Though the seats had the smell of a nickel cigar |
I really was something in my old yellow car |
Somewhere in a pile of rubber and steel |
There’s a rusty old shell of an automobile |
And if engines could run on desires alone |
That old yellow car would be driving me home |
There’s the seat where poor Billy threw up on his date |
And where Larry and Sandy could no longer wait |
There was no road too winding and nowhere too far |
With two bucks of gas and my old yellow car |
Somewhere in a pile of rubber and steel |
Thee’s a rusty old shell of an automobile |
And if engines could run on desires alone |
That old yellow car would be driving me home |
Take a look at me now throwing money around |
I’m paying somebody to drive me downtown |
Got a Mercedes Benz with a TV and bar |
And God I wish I was driving my old yellow car |
God I wish I was driving my old yellow car |