Lyrics The Car Was The One - Mark Knopfler

The Car Was The One

In summer '63 I was staying alive
hanging at the racs, hoping to drive
When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars
I couldn´t get a pass so I went to the bar
I’m up in the corner nursing a beer
who should come laughing and joking in here
but Bobby Borwn, the winer of the sports car race
with some friends and a girl, man, she lit up the place
Bobby was a wild boy — one summer
he knocked down a motel wall with a hammer
He’d do anything — one night for a bet
he raced through the cornfields in a Corvette
I thought it’s got to be a thrill to be like that
with the beautiful girl and be king of the track
But the truth is when all was said and done
it was his Cobra I wanted — the car was the one
it was his Cobra I wanted — the car was the one
The car was the one — the car was the one
(Grazie a Maaaark per questo testo)