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I don`t look all that ragged for all the time it`s been, But I`m weakened underneath me where my frame is rusted thin. And this year`s state inspection just barely passed Won`t you drive me `cross the country, boy, This year could be my last.
I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline, And I`m for sale by the side of the road going nowhere, A rusty old American dream.
I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958, Spent three days in the showroom, that`s all I had to wait. I`ve been good to all who owned me, so have no fear; C`mon, boy, put your money down and get me out of here!
I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline, And I`m for sale by the side of the road going nowhere, A rusty old American dream.
This car needs a young man to own him One who will polish the chrome, I will give you the rest of my lifetime, But don`t let me die here alone. Just jump me some juice to my battery, Give that old starter a spin, Hear me whir, sputter, backfire through the carberator, And roar into life once again.
I`m a tailfin road locomotive, You can polish my chrome so clean We can fly off into the sunset together, A rusty old American dream.
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