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Lot Long
by Gary E. Andrews - 11/10/26 11:20 AM
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Joined: Jul 2009
Posts: 394 Likes: 3
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OLD CAR SMELL
http://www.reverbnation.com/daviddreuter/song/22136183-old-car-smell Old Car SmellI rescued her from the Kudzu and that Alabama Sun Where my grand daddy parked her when her runnin’ days were done She’d been frozen in that spot since the summer of '71 Just collectin’ rust She was a shiny Plymouth Fury born back in ‘55 But that shine's been gone for a long long time There’s so much of who he was that still lingers inside Under all that dust Well there ain't no way in hell I'd clean her up ‘Cause you don't wanna lose the good stuff Like that Ash Tray full of Winston’s and half smoked Swisher Sweets An empty Fifth of Makers Mark hidden underneath the seat Pine shavings on the floorboard from his years at that sawmill And that Aqua Velva bottle that turned over and spilled No I never got to meet him but I think I know him well From that Old Car Smell I can feel where his hard hands wore that steerin’ wheel smooth See that hole in the carpet made by the heel of his boot I can almost hear that radio cracklin’ out a Gospel tune On a Sunday drive There ain't no way in hell I'd clean her up ‘Cause I ain’t gonna lose the good stuff Like that Ash Tray full of Winston’s and half smoked Swisher Sweets An empty Fifth of Makers Mark hidden underneath the seat Pine shavings on the floorboard from his years at that sawmill And that Aqua Velva bottle that turned over and spilled No I never got to meet him but I think I know him well From that Old Car Smell When I flipped down the visor a letter fell to the floor From a new bride to her soldier fightin’ that Korean war I swear I could smell Perfume on the page I guess something’s never fade Like that little green tree hangin’ on a string danglin’ off the rear view And that lollipop in the glove box from the Farmer’s Bank drive-through No I never got to meet him but I think I know him well From that Old Car Smell Collins, Daye, Reuter © 2014
Last edited by ddreuter; 10/30/14 09:25 PM.
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