i had a baby blue t-bird

i had a baby blue t-bird with a 430v8

drove the pacific coast highway and it sure was great

me and al lolled on the baby blue nagahyde

steering her easy – just a going for a ride

it was nineteen sixty-three in a 59 T-bird

we were just two guys who had gotten the word

the army liked our looks we were rated 1-a

just need a little time to make a getaway

we cashed out our jobs and took a ride

hit a lick for mexico and damn near cried

theres reasons to drive and reasons to sit

many of them reasons we ain’t got yet

theres mexican stars and mexican bars

theres little donkey carts and hot rod cars

we talked about the girls who turned us out

and the kept on churning the long road south

i never hope to die in the hate of the day

with a bad jungle fever and skin that’s gone grey

and your body in a puddle down on the ground

cryin for your lost love and nobody around

it was the kerouacian adventure we always planned

looking for a pathway to a promised land

we spent our pesos wild and free

and limped on back to Albuquerque

boise sept 2002

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