Pat Green - Rusty old american dream

^DI don't look all that ragged for a^Gll the time it's b^Deen, But I'm weakend underneath me where my fr^Aame has rusted thin. And t^Dhis here state inspection, I just b^Garely p^Dassed. ^DWon't you drive me 'cross the country, boy, This y^Aear could be my l^Dast.

I'm a t^Gail-fin road locomo^Dtive From the d^Aays of cheap gasol^Dine. For s^Gale on the side of the r^Doad, goin' no^Bmwhere. ^EmRusty old Am^Aerican dr^Deam.

^DI rolled off the line of Detroit in ^G195^D8. Spent two days on the show room, That's a^All I had to wait. I've been g^Dood to all who've owned me, so h^Gave no f^Dear.

And g^Aet me outta h^Dere. [Chorus] I'm a t^Gail-fin road locomo^Dtive From the d^Aays of cheap gasol^Dine. For s^Gale on the side of the r^Doad, goin' no^Bmwhere. ^EmRusty old Am^Aerican dr^Deam.

^DThis car needs a young man to own him, One who will polish the ch^Grome. I'll give you the rest of my l^Difetime, Em A *key changes* But don't let me die here alone. Just j^Eump me some juice to my battery, Give that old starter a s^Apin. E *STOP* C#m Hear me whir, sputter, backfire to the carburetor and r^F#moar into l^Bife once a^Egain.

I'm a t^Eail-fin road locomo^Ative From the d^Bays of cheap gasol^Eine. For s^Eale on the side of the r^Aoad, goin' no^C#mwhere. ^F#mRusty old Ame^Brican dre^Eam. Still r^C#munnin', r^F#musty old Ame^Brican dr^Eeam.