Phil Va**ar - My Chevrolet lyrics

I had a 327 and a 4 on the floor It was Detroit built back in '64 Red bucket seats she was mine, all mine Yeah, was one of a kind Kevin called "shot gun" and the boys piled in We were young and we were innocent, we were guilty as sin And every Friday night, we'd make our getaway In my Chevrolet Big, yellow moon on a country road And "Night Moves" on the stereo The windows down and the smell of fresh cut hay, hey, hey If that Chevy could talk, the stories she'd tell About broken hearts and love and raising hell Yeah, it was summertime Man those were the days in my Chevrolet Now, Jenni was an angel, she was my first love Steaming up the windows and getting all tangled up Stumbling around in the darkness and trying to find our way, hey, hey At the drive-in movies, parked way up in the back I couldn't tell you what was playin, I didn't care nothing about that But after the sho, we'd hit the road and park down by the lake In my Chevrolet Big, yellow moon on a country road And "Night Moves" on the stereo The windows down and the smell of fresh cut hay, hey, hey If that Chevy could talk, the stories she'd tell About broken hearts and love and raising hell Yeah, it was summertime Man those were the days in my Chevrolet May 28th, graduation day We set out to see the U.S.A We got as far as Smith Mountain Lake Yeah, but that's okay In my Chevrolet In my Chevrolet We were rolling away In my Chevrolet Those were the days, yeah In my Chevrolet Whoa, yeah