Chevette

Twenty years ago I watched in awe
 As my dad drove up the driveway
 More than proud to have a brand new family car
 Thirty miles to the gallon
 0 to 60 sometimes
 I remember putting down the back seat
 And lying in the hatchback
 Looking at the sky, watching trees go by
 I was the son of a preacher
 And he was a rich poor man
 No AC and no FM
 And no regrets
 In my Chevette
 Yeah
 In my Chevette
 Yeah
 The winter cracked the highway
 And we tried to dodge the potholes
 He never promised us it would be a gentle ride
 He never had a problem though
 Keeping it on the narrow road
 No AC and no FM
 And no regrets
 In my Chevette
 Yeah
 In my Chevette
 Yeah
 In my Chevette
 Yeah
 In my Chevette
 Poor thing is up on blocks
 But that car still rocks
 My Chevette
 Yeah
 In my Chevette
 Yeah
 I had no AC
 In my Chevette
 Had window cranks
 In my Chevette
 I had no seats
 In my Chevette
 In my Chevette
 Had no regrets
 In my Chevette