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
(CHORUS)
Don`t 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 Eldorados
And the foreign car`s 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
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
(CHORUS)
Don`t 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 Eldorados
And the foreign car`s absurd
Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird
Ah ah ah.....
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
(CHORUS)
Don`t 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 Eldorados
And the foreign car`s absurd
Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird
Me, I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird
Ah ah ah....
Silver Thunderbird
marc cohn
1991