My Old Ride (feat. Danny Clinch)

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