Silver Thunderbird Lyrics - Marc Cohn - Marc Cohn

Watched it comin' up Winslow, down south park boulevard 

Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood 

Great big fins and painted steel 

Man it looked just like the batmobile 

With my old man behind the wheel 

Well you could hardly even see him 

In all of that chrome 

The man with the plan and the pocket comb 

But every night it carried him home 

And I could hear him sayin' 

Don't you gimme no buick 

Son you must take my word 

If there's a God in Heaven 

He's got a silver thunderbird 

You can keep your El Dorados 

And the foreign car's absurd 

Me I wanna go down 

In a silver thunderbird 

He got up every mornin' while I was still asleep 

But I remember the sound of him shufflin' around 

Right before the crack of dawn 

When I heard him turn the motor on 

But when I got up they were gone 

Down the road in the rain and snow 

The man and his machine would go 

Oh the secrets that old car would know 

Sometimes I hear him sayin' 

Don't you gimme no buick 

Son you must take my word 

If there's a God in Heaven 

He's got a silver thunderbird 

You can keep your El Dorados 

And the foreign car's absurd 

Me I wanna go down 

In a silver thunderbird 

Down the road in the rain and snow 

The man and his machine would go 

Oh the secrets that old car would know 

I still hear him sayin' 

Don't you gimme no buick 

Son you must take my word 

If there's a God up in Heaven 

He's got a silver thunderbird 

You can keep your El Dorados 

And the foreign car's absurd 

Me I wanna go down 

In a silver thunderbird 

Me I wanna go down 

In a silver thunderbird