Prompt / Lyrics
Senior year, back road rollin’ Four-speed grip, big block groanin’ ’67 Chevelle, SS badge 402 truck heart under that hood I had Traded up from a ‘68 Camaro Bugged that dude like a mosquito Finally got it, thought I won Didn’t know I’d wreck it before lunch Pulled up slow to that stop sign Stalled it out, clutch too high Guard said “don’t spin them tires” I said “watch this—real fire” Laid it down for a thousand feet Burnin’ rubber uphill street Felt like king till the knock came in… Yeah that’s where it all begins Called my uncle, he lost his mind Said “leave them keys, I’ll fix your ride” Thought I was done, thought I got played… Didn’t know what he just traded me that day ⸻ It’s that brown ‘59 flatbed Ford Don’t run like no Ford should Chevy heart under that hood Mean, loud, misunderstood Fuel pump whines, then it roars Hit the gas, shake the floor Front tire lift off the road Yeah that truck got a wild soul ⸻ Walked out lunch, didn’t recognize Flatbed sittin’ where my Chevelle died Plate said “my other car’s trash too” I said “oh hell… what did I do?” Keys on visor, note fell down “Flip that switch, don’t mess around” Pump kicks on, hit gas twice That motor woke up mean as night Popped the hood—350 inside Chrome and cam, built to fight Zero to eighty in a blink After that… don’t overthink ⸻ It’s that brown ‘59 flatbed Ford Don’t run like no Ford should Chevy heart under that hood Mean, loud, misunderstood Front end jump when it bites Shakes the street, wakes the night Laugh all you want, slam that door I wouldn’t trade it anymore ⸻ Met this girl, blonde, real cool Thought I had her playin’ it smooth She said “I don’t like Fords” I said “good—it ain’t one anymore” She caught the bus, rolled her eyes Didn’t know what she passed by Pulled up next to her at the light Whole bus heard that motor bite Green hit—man I let it eat Front tire lift off the street Brakes were bad, pump ‘em twice Next day she said “you can drive” ⸻ That brown ‘59 flatbed Ford Ain’t just metal, it’s a war Fuel pump hum, then it screams Bad ideas on gasoline You can keep your brand new toys I’ll take noise over polished noise Yeah I lost that Chevelle for sure… But I found myself in a brown ‘59 Ford
Tags
High energy country rock, gritty male vocal, heavy drums, distorted guitar, attitude, Brantley Gilbert vibe, fast tempo
Duration
3:51
Instrumental
No
Created
4/1/2026