Looking 'Way Back

Looking ‘Way Back




Drove a ’51 Ford
I painted flat black.
I kept that ‘rod floored
on the road and track.

Five bucks in the tank
around town we’d cruise.
Lot of beer we drank
to Summertime Blues.

Cruising the drive-ins,
for burgers and coke.
We’d have to chip in
until we were broke.

We’d drive around town,
drag the streets ’till dark.
When the sun went down
find someplace to park.

Kiss in the back seat,
try for second base.
Sweet, soft summer heat,
a smile on my face.

Life was easy then
and the pace was slow.
Want it back again,
so long, long ago.