My Old Cars Lyrics - Heart Of Stone - Chris Knight

Everyone I ever owned, excpet the one I'm driving now 

Been stripped down to the bare bone at Sam's Salvage Yard 

There's a Mustang and a GTO, bloody seats, and caved in grilld sent outta town 

There's a scar on my forehead, for every busted windshield 

My old cars, they haunt me still 

Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the edge 

It's a wonder I wasn't killed 

My old cars, rise up from the wheel 

I wish to hell and back was far enough 

to outrun, your memory 

I drive by that junkyard, count the times you broke my heart 

Watchin' a jackleg with a socket wrench 

Drinkin' beer and yankin' parts 

I can count these broken bones, cause broken bone will heal 

But I can't stand to count the times you said I love you, 

aint no big deal 

My old cars, they haunt me still 

Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the edge 

It's a wonder I wasn't killed 

My old cars, rise up from the wheel 

I wish to hell and back was far enough 

to outrun, your memory 

Last week I bought a 442, black as ace of spades 

I sold my half of grandpa's land, bes he's rollin' is his grave 

My friends say I'll get over you, 

but my friends they just dont know 

Gonna take her out on a 41, see how fast she can go 

My old cars, they haunt me still 

Cuase I droven every one of 'em over the edge 

It's a wonder I wasn't killed 

My old cars, rise up from the wheel 

I wish to hell and back was far enough 

to outrun, your memory 

I wish to hell and back was far enough 

to outrun, your memory