Lyrics

OLD BEAT UP CAR
This old beat up car
It ain’t going nowhere
But if it could go somewhere
I’d take it for a ride
I’d take it way down south
Somewhere south of Texas
South beneath the border
Señorita by my side

Now when they look at me
They think that I’m a wild man
Some say I’m a sad man
But if they knew where I’ve been
Been way down south to Vietnam
Fighting for the big man
Eating from a tin can
With some good friends by my side

There came a time I met a woman
We rolled the die, gave it a chance
I thought for sure she was salvation
She was for sure when we danced
When we danced . . .

This old beat up car
I think it was a Cadillac
An old-time fifties Cadillac
The kind with wings that fly
And if this car could fly
I'd fly it way down south
Somewhere south of Texas
Señorita by my side

I say I’d fly it way down south with
A señorita named Margarita
By my side
By my side
©2015 Joey McGee (BMI)