Chevette

Twenty years ago I watched in awe

As my dad drove up the driveway

More than proud to have a brand new family car

Thirty miles to the gallon

0 to 60 sometimes

I remember putting down the back seat

And lying in the hatchback

Looking at the sky, watching trees go by

I was the son of a preacher

And he was a rich poor man

No AC and no FM

And no regrets

In my Chevette

Yeah

In my Chevette

Yeah

The winter cracked the highway

And we tried to dodge the potholes

He never promised us it would be a gentle ride

He never had a problem though

Keeping it on the narrow road

No AC and no FM

And no regrets

In my Chevette

Yeah

In my Chevette

Yeah

In my Chevette

Yeah

In my Chevette

Poor thing is up on blocks

But that car still rocks

My Chevette

Yeah

In my Chevette

Yeah

I had no AC

In my Chevette

Had window cranks

In my Chevette

I had no seats

In my Chevette

In my Chevette

Had no regrets

In my Chevette