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I don`t look all that ragged for all the time it`s been,
I`m weakened underneath me where my frame is rusted thin.
And this year`s state inspection I just barely passed
Won`t you drive me `cross the country, boy,
This year could be my last.

I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.

I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958,
Spent twodays on the showroom, that`s all I had to wait.
I`ve been good to all who owned me, so have no fear;
Come on, boy, put your money down and get me out of here!

I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.

This car needs a young man to own him
One who will polish the chrome,
I will give you the rest of my lifetime,
But don`t let me die here alone.
Just jump me some juice to my batt`ry,
Give that old starter a spin,
Hear me whir, sputter, backfire to the carberator,
And roar into life once again.

I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream, still runnin`.
A rusty old American dream.

I don`t look all that ragged for all the time it`s been,
I`m weakened underneath me where my frame is rusted thin.
And this year`s state inspection I just barely passed
Won`t you drive me `cross the country, boy,
This year could be my last.

I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.

I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958,
Spent twodays on the showroom, that`s all I had to wait.
I`ve been good to all who owned me, so have no fear;
Come on, boy, put your money down and get me out of here!

I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream.

This car needs a young man to own him
One who will polish the chrome,
I will give you the rest of my lifetime,
But don`t let me die here alone.
Just jump me some juice to my batt`ry,
Give that old starter a spin,
Hear me whir, sputter, backfire to the carberator,
And roar into life once again.

I`m a tailfin road locomotive from the days of cheap gasoline,
For sale on the side of the road going nowhere,
A rusty old American dream, still runnin`.
A rusty old American dream.

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