Bronco

歌詞

Takes a summer time in dollars at minimum wage To buy some Pittsburgh steel when you come of age and Even more to get it running and shining like you did It was two tone tar heel blue and white Couple Kenwood speakers tuned just right Crazy how a car makes a king out of a kid It was sun down ready, hardtop heavy, shotgun girlfriend primed. Just some teenage no fear, half bald Goodyears that still turned on a dime It was freedom calling pulling you down that backroad It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that bronco Momma still puts flowers out by your grave Daddy pulls against Ford in Sunday's race And Leah has a hard time thinking she's older than you And me I still see you backing out in reverse the headlights bright behind your hearse If I only could fix things like someone I once knew I wouldn't be sitting tangled mangled full of county junk yard pain All busted rusted out here cussing crying out your name It was freedom calling pulling you down that backroad It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that bronco It was a hell of a ride It was a hell of a ride It was freedom calling pulling you down that backroad It was our time flying and a hell of a ride It was small town high hopes Why it ended there only heaven knows A brother a hero And a hell of a ride in that bronco It was a hell of a ride Takes a lifetime of prayers on bended knee Try to come to peace with your memory