Rusty Old American Dream Lyrics

Well 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 I just barely passed.
Won't you drive me 'cross the country, boy this year could be my last.
I'm a tail-finned road locomotive
From the days of cheap gasoline.
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 nineteen fifty-eight.
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 outta here.
I'm a tail-finned road locomotive
From the days of cheap gasoline.
I'm for sale by the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.
Now this car needs a young man to own him.
One who will polish the chrome.
I will give you the rest of my lifetime
B'don't let me die here alone.
(capo III)
Ya just jump me some juice to my ba'ttry.
Give that old starter a spin.
Hear me whirr, sputter, backfire through the carburetor
And roar into life once again.
I am a tail-finned road locomotive
You can polish my chrome so clean.
We can fly off into the sunset together,
Rusty old American dream - still runnin'
Rusty old American dream.