
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Red Ragtop |
I was 20 and she was 18 |
We were just about as wild |
As we were green |
In the ways of the world |
She picked me up in that Red Ragtop |
We were free of the folks |
And hiding from the cops |
On a summer night |
Running all the red lights |
We parked way out in a clearing in a grove |
And the night was as hot |
As a coal burning stove |
We were cooking with gas |
Ooh it had to last |
In the back of that Red Ragtop |
She said please don’t stop |
Well the very first time her mother met me |
Her green eyed girl had been a mother to be |
For two weeks |
I was out of a job and she was in school |
And life was fast and the world was cruel |
We were young and wild |
We decided not to have a child |
So we did what we did and we tried to forget |
And we swore up and down there would be no regrets |
In the morning light |
But on the way home that night |
On the back of that Red Ragtop |
She said please don’t stop |
Lovin' me |
We took one more trip around the sun |
But it was all make believe in the end |
No I can’t say where she is today |
I can’t remember who I was back then |
Well you do what you do |
And you pay for your sins |
And there’s no such thing as |
What might have been |
That’s a waste of time |
Drive you outta your mind |
I was stopped at a red light just yesterday |
Beside a young girl in a Cabriole |
And her eyes were green and I was in an old scene |
I was back in that Red Ragtop |
On the day she stopped lovin' me |
I was back in that Red Ragtop |
On the day she stopped lovin' me |