83 Chevrolet Time Machine Lyrics by Casey Donahew
He bought it from an ad in a magazine
Before he had momma before momma had me
They brought me home as a baby on this bench seat
In this ’83 Chevrolet time machine
Peaceful easy feelin’ on an old cassette
Smell of Old Spice and Marlboro Reds
He’d sit behind the wheel with me on his knee
In this ’83 Chevrolet time machine
I climb inside and I go back
To castin’ lines and playin’ catch
Throw it in drive and
It’s almost like he’s right here next to me
In this ’83 Chevrolet time machine
He used to take me for a ride when I needed to talk
About life bout love about nothin’ at all
It’s like turning the pages when I turn the key
In this ’83 Chevrolet time machine
I climb inside and I go back
To castin’ lines and playin’ catch
Throw it in drive and it’s almost like he’s right here next to me
In this ’83 Chevrolet time machine
The day he left He left it to me
Every scratch and dent is a memory
It’s more than Detroit Steel four muddy wheels a quarter tank of gasoline
It’s an 83 Chevrolet time machine
It’s my 83 Chevrolet time machine