This was back before OPEC when we could walk on the moon! A friend of ours swears he knew a Ford Galaxie owner whose ride sported .38 caliber dents in the door.
Ford Galaxie © 2/20 /2020 Cecilia A. Eng
D - A - Back in 1973 we owned a ’67 Galaxie.
E - - A We named that car the C5A ‘cause it could fly, back in the day!
D - A - Ten miles per gallon -- it guzzled gas, but Lordy it could move its ass!
E - - A We loved that light blue car from Ford, ‘cause in it we were never bored.
D - - - Galaxie!
A - - - Flyin’ free
E - Behind the wheel
A - - - In Detroit steel!
D - A - Newer cars of aluminum would fold up like accordions --
E - - A The Galaxie in any match, would drive away without a scratch
D - A - So other drivers let us by; we only had to catch their eye.
E - - A They knew our ride was older and could squash their ride to bits o’ sand! (chorus)
D Slow for the corner --
D The engine dies:
A Power steering
A ‘N brakes say, “Bye!”
E Shift into neutral,
E Both feet on the brakes --
A Haul on the wheel:
A No second takes!
D Now turn the key,
D Right foot on the gas --
A The V-8 roars
A To life at last!
E Don’t hesitate,
E Shift into drive --
E We’re still alive! (chorus)
D - A - It got us out of many a spot: In one hot summer’s parking lot,
E - - A We edged forward, they would yield – we were the last ones to escape that field
D - A - Before the deluge came on down on the other Deadheads outside town!
E - - A In the mud, the others stayed and spun their wheels for many days! (chorus x 2)