watched it coming up winslow down south park boulevard
yeah it was looking good from tail to hood
great big fins and painted steel
man it looked just like the batmobile
with my old man behind the wheel
well you could hardly even see him
in all of that chrome
the man with the plan and the pocket comb
but every night it carried him home
and i could hear him saying
don’t you gimme no buick
son you must take my word
if there’s a god in heaven
he’s got a silver thunderbird
you can keep your el dorados
and the foreign cars absurd
me i wanna go down
in a silver thunderbird
he got up every morning while i was still asleep
but i remember the sound of him shuffling around
right before the crack of dawn
is when i heard him turn the motor on
but when i got up they were gone
down the road in the rain and snow
the man and his machine would go
oh the secrets that old car would know
sometimes i hear him saying
i can hear him say
don’t you gimme no buick
you can take my word
son you must take my word
me i’m going down
if there’s a god in heaven
silver thunderbird
he’s got a silver thunderbird
i still hear him say
you can keep your el dorados
you can take my word
and the foreign car’s absurd
me i’m going down
me i wanna go down
silver thunderbird
in a silver thunderbird
ahhh
ahhh
ahhh
ahhh
down the road in the rain and snow
the man and his machine would go
oh the secrets that old car would know
i still hear him saying
don’t you gimme no buick
son you must take my word
if there’s a god up in heaven
he’s got a silver thunderbird
i still hear him say
you can keep your el dorados
you can take my word
and the foreign car’s absurd
me i’m going down
me i wanna go down
silver thunderbird
in a silver thunderbird
me i’m going down
me i wanna go down
silver thunderbird
in a silver thunderbird
ahhh
ahhh
ahhh
ahhh
Artist: Marc Cohn
Year: 1991
Decade: 90s
Language: en
Word Count: 201