Tom Paxton - Lucy, The Junk Dealer's Daughter lyrics

Close to the noise of the highway Under the light from the stars Lucy and Howard were lovers Amid hundreds of rusted out cars The moon on the Chevrolet graveyard Turned the piles of junk into gold For Lucy the junk dealer's daughter And Howard from the Highway Patrol Surrounded by mountains of metal Twenty-four cars to a stack Lucy and Howard were lovers In the wreck of a gold Cadillac Oh never a rendezvous sweeter A tale of more purity told Than of Lucy the junk dealer's daughter And Howard from the Highway Patrol Lucy and Howard got married Moved to the good side of town They felt as the weeks drifted by them The pace of their love slowing down They seemed to be growing indifferent Their pa**ionate love had grown cold For Lucy the junk dealer's daughter For Howard from the Highway Patrol Then Howard got off work one midnight His mood was decidedly black But when he pulled into his driveway There was a wrecked Cadillac And every sweet evening thereafter Out to the driveway they stole Lucy the junk dealer's daughter And Howard from the Highway Patrol