Well I don't look all that ragged

For all the time it's been

But 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 tail-fin road locomotive

From the days of cheap gasoline

And I'm for sale by the side of the road going nowhere

A rusty old American dream

I rolled off the line

In Detroit back in 1958

Spent three days in the showroom

That's all I had to wait

I've been good to all who owned me

So have no fear

C'mon boy put your money down

And get me out of here

I'm a tail-fin road locomotive

You can polish my chrome so clean

We can fly off into the sunset together

A rusty old American dream

Now 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 battery

Give that old starter a spin

Hear me whir sputter

Backfire through the carberator

And roar into life once again

I'm a tail-fin road locomotive

You can polish my chrome so clean

We can fly off into the sunset together

A rusty old American dream

Still running

A rusty old American dream