[Verse]
Green '95 Chevy, mean as a rattlesnake’s bite
5.7 growlin’, moonlit gravel in sight
Rally wheels spinning stories of a time they built ‘em tough
Flowmaster’s growl tells the world I’ve had enough
[Chorus]
They don’t make ‘em like that no more
Delta winds and a V8 roar
Fishing poles in the back, beer cans on the floor
Chasing catfish dreams, down where the river pours
[Verse 2]
Moss drips lazy, trees leaning like an old drunk
Mud on the tires, radio cracklin' funk
Rod and reel tapping, heartbeat of the south
Chevy sings louder than words from my mouth
[Prechorus]
Metal and muscle, a bygone age
Truck bed’s a stage, where legends engage
[Chorus]
They don’t make ‘em like that no more
Delta winds and a V8 roar
Fishing poles in the back, beer cans on the floor
Chasing catfish dreams, down where the river pours
[Bridge]
Truck’s a time machine, gas pedal's a key
Through the Delta haze, back to when we ran free
Every rev tells a story, every curve's a page
In this Chevy book, built to outlast the age