83 Chevrolet Time Machine by Casey Donahew Lyrics

He bought it from an ad
In a magazine
Before he had mama
Before mama had me
They brought me home
As a baby on this bench seat
In this '83 chevrolet time machine
Peaceful easy feeling
On that old cassette
Smell of old spice and marlboro reds
He'd sit behind the wheel
With me on his knee
In this '83 chevrolet time machine
I climb inside, and I go back
To casting lines, and playing catch
Throw it in drive
And it's almost like
He's right here next to me
In this '83 chevrolet time machine
Used to take me for a ride
When I needed to talk
'bout life, 'bout love, 'bout nothin' at all
It's like turnin' the pages
When I turn the key
In this '83 chevrolet time machine
I climb inside, and I go back
To casting lines, and playing catch
Throw it in drive
And it's almost like
He's right here next to me
In this '83 chevrolet time machine
And the day he left
He left it to me
Every scratch and dent is a memory
And it's more than detroit steel
Four muddy wheels
A quarter tank of gas and me
It's an '83 chevrolet time machine
It's my '83 chevrolet time machine