Chris Knight - My Old Cars lyrics

Everyone I ever owned, excpet the one I'm driving now Been stripped down to the bare bone and sent outta town There's a Mustang and a GTO, bloody seats, and caved in grill There's a scar on my forehead, for every busted windshield My old cars, they haunt me still Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the edge It's a wonder I wasn't k**ed My old cars, rise up from the wheel I wish to hell and back was far enough To outrun, your memory I drive by that junkyard, count the times you broke my heart Watchin' Jack play with a socket wrench Drinkin' beer and yankin' parts I can count these broken bones, cause broken bone will heal But I can't stand to count the times you said I love you, Aint no big deal My old cars, they haunt me still Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the edge It's a wonder I wasn't k**ed My old cars, rise up from the wheel I wish to hell and back was far enough To outrun, your memory Last week I bought a 442, black as ace of spades I sold my half of grandpa's land, bes he's rollin' is his grave My friends say I'll get over you, But my friends they just dont know Gonna take her out on a 41, see how fast she can go My old cars, they haunt me still Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the edge It's a wonder I wasn't k**ed My old cars, rise up from the wheel I wish to hell and back was far enough To outrun, your memory I wish to hell and back was far enough To outrun, your memory