Firebird

Got it up to 100 miles an hour one time

Barely old enough to drive that

1969 400 4th gear still turnt the tires

Probably let it die a thousand times at red lights and stop signs

I know you wished you could have showed me how to drive

But it taught me just fine

Probably would've sold it by now, if you were still around

'Cause it ain't worth what we put in it

But it's still sittin' in Mama's house

And every once in a while, I crank it up and see you smile

'Cause I don't feel you in that gravestone and dirt

But I do in your old Firebird

In your old Firebird

Yeah, I was nine years old, I'll never forget it

Mmm, went to Keystone Heights to get it

Three hour drive, drove just fine but it still needed some fixin'

Like that black carpet and leather seats

And a drop top and a few things leaked

Wish we could have finished 'fore you had to leave

And you left me the keys

You probably would've sold it by now, if you were still around

'Cause it ain't worth what we put in it

But it's still sittin' in Mama's house

And every once in a while, I crank it up and see you smile

'Cause I don't feel you in that gravestone and dirt

But I do in your old Firebird

In your old Firebird

Yeah, you left black marks with these same tires

Sat here in this driver's seat

Now there ain't enough money in this world that's worth these memories

You probably would've sold it by now, if you were still around

'Cause it ain't worth what we put in it

But it's still sittin' in Mama's house

And every once in a while, I crank it up and see you smile

'Cause I don't feel you in that gravestone and dirt

Said I don't feel you in that gravestone and dirt

But I do in your old Firebird

In your old Firebird

I do in your old Firebird