Lyrics I Want My Fleetwood Back - Tony Joe White

I Want My Fleetwood Back

Livin' down in Memphis, back in '75.
We were scuffling
hard, just barely staying alive.
Money’s kind of scarge
when you’re just an opening act.
Last thing on my mind
was a Fleetwood Cadillac.
We were cruising downtown
just on a Sunday drive.
I look out on a car lot
and something caught my eye.
It was baby blue
had a Rolls-Royce grill.
A continatel kit
and a silver spokes on the wheel.
I put some money down
and I told the man
I would be back.
I knew I had to have
that Fleetwood Cadillac.
I drove up to Nashville
I was feeling kinda proud.
But the Billie’s said
it’s gaudy just too loud.
That’s alright
I was willing to take a little flak.
You do what you must do
for a Fleetwood Cadillac.
It was just too long
wouldn’t fit in my garage.
Uncle Sam was in the distance
and it was not my mirage.
Said he need money
for the previous income tax.
Oh, I had to let it go!
But now I want my Fleetwood back.
The new Cadillac’s, it hard to even tell 'em
the colours ain’t too cool
and they’re shape like a watermelon.
If they give me one
I don’t think I would ever react.
One thing on my mind
I want my Fleetwood back.