Broken-Hearted Chevrolet

Broken-Hearted Chevy

Broken-Hearted Chevrolet, rusting in my yard
No one loves you anymore.
Sitting there so peacefully, like the men that forged your steel,
If they’re not dead yet, they’re probably watching a
Japanese TV, Japanese TV.

Broken-Hearted, Chevrolet,
I still remember when you had the right-of-way
Broken-Hearted, Chevrolet,
Your every part was made in the U S A

Since they pulled your motor out, you’ve run your last mile,
Your chrome bumper is still shining in the sun
And the color of your year, is fading into gray,
When you helped the people anytime they
had to get away, had to get away.

Broken-Hearted, Chevrolet,
I still remember when you had the right-of-way
Broken-Hearted, Chevrolet,
Your every part was made in the U S A

Last of a dying breed, made from union steel,
You put every young American behind the wheel,
Traveled the world over, just to prove dream was real,
Sailed into foreign harbors
To get a better deal, get a better deal,

Broken-Hearted, Chevrolet,
I still remember when you had the right-of-way
Broken-Hearted, Chevrolet,
Your every part was made in the U S A

Musicians:

Paul Landsittel: guitar, vocals, mandolin
Carlos Chavez: saxophones
Craig Fisher: keyboards
Brian Mikulich: drums, percussion
Steve Ralph: bass