My Old Ride Songtext
von Will Dailey

You could do 75
Tires going bald
And your paint peeling off
And both of your tail lights out
I gripped the wheel
On came horizons
Passing cars in the opposite lane
While the radio′s cutting out

My old ride
I still hear your engine moan
Saying I'm just here to get you where you need to go
My old ride
Let′s top off the tank and gun it out west
We can try our best to make the sunset last

When I hit 16
He tossed me the keys
Said if you get it running
It is yours to keep
Broken down as the man who gave it


I put more in
Than it was worth
Peeled out fast
And I scorched that earth
Jerked the wheel
And I never bothered wavein'

My old ride
I still hear your engine moan
Saying I'm just here to get you, where you need to go
My old ride
Let′s top off the tank and gun it out west
We can try our best to make the sunset last
His only advice was, don′t end up like me
That man would rather say nothing than how he feels

Got a Polaroid of a burning kid
Carousel in a blur behind him
Leaning on a shiney new ride
I fear now I recognize those eyes
In the rearview across the great divide
As I race back home in time to say goodbye


My old ride
I still hear your engine moan
Saying I'm just here to get you where you need to go
My old ride
Let′s top off the tank and gun it out west
We can try our best to make the sunset last
We can try our best to make the sunset last

Oh, just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer

Oh, now just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer
Just a little bit longer