Lyrics Big Bad Silverado - John Parr

Big Bad Silverado

I’ve had a dream
Since I was just a boy
Eighteen today
And I need a new toy
I can taste it
I can feel it
I can see that Silverado in my mind
My baby’s ridin' with me
By my side
Feelin' like the coolest guy alive
With that big bad Silverado
In my drive
Well I read all my cards
Stared out at the empty drive
Then I saw somethin' on TV
From the corner of my eye
September eleventh
I’ll never forget that day
By September the twelfth
I signed up to make 'em pay
I can taste it
I can feel it
I can see that Silverado in my mind
My baby’s ridin' with me
By my side
Feelin' like the coolest guy alive
Drivin' home
Comin' home in style
In that big bad Silverado
Silverado, Silverado, Silverado
Big Bad Chevy
I can taste it
I can feel it
I can see that Silverado in my mind
My baby’s ridin' with me
By my side
Feelin' like the coolest guy alive
Drivin' home
Comin' home in style
Silverado, Silverado
If I don’t make it home
Mama don’t you cry
I’ll drive my big bad Silverado
Across the sky