Well, I pour myself behind to wheel Too tired to think and too numb to feel and hear that 350 whining low all I need is an open road and some Johnny Cash on the stereo and things ain't as bad as they seem Nineteen Seventy Monte Carlo Chevrolet I swear sometimes you were my only friend "Get rhythm" blasting from the dash in a cloud of smoke and cigarette ash But that old girl starts up every time And any time that I'm feelin' low I got the Man in Black on my stereo and that brings a smile to my face Nineteen Seventy Monte Carlo Chevrolet I swear sometimes you were my only friend with a headliner ripped and torn just like me she's a little worn but you could always see me home again Bridge: I ain't braggin but that girl can really roll she's never left me busted flat or standing in the cold Chorus 2