She’s sittin’ in the driveway, sun-faded pride
Paint peelin’ off like the years gone by
Rust on the fenders, weeds by the wheel
But she once roared louder than the way I feel
Split in the dash, crack in the glass
Dreams in reverse but she ain’t finished last
Every dent tells a story, every scar’s got a song
She just needs some love to get back where she belongs
Oh, rusty yellow Mustang., 1965…
Still got a heartbeat, still got that drive
She may be broken, but she's got soul
A little worn out, but she's worth more than gold
Yeah, she needs some work, but don’t we all?
She might be down, but she’ll never fall
Leather's torn and the seats sink low
Radio don’t work, but the memories glow
Tires are bald like a used-up prayer
But I swear I see fire when I look back there
Split in the dash, past in the rear
But I see the future when I’m sittin’ right here
Keys in the ignition, ghost of a grin
She’s waitin’ on someone to believe again
Oh, rusty yellow Mustang., 1965…
Still got a heartbeat, still got that drive
She may be broken, but she's got soul
A little worn out, but she's worth more than gold
Yeah, she needs some work, but don’t we all?
She might be down, but she’ll never fall
Underneath that faded hood, there’s thunder and grace
A little elbow grease, a little time and faith
She’ll shine again, like she did before
Down some two-lane blacktop beggin’ for more
Oh, rusty yellow Mustang., 1965…
Let’s bring you back to life, take you for a ride
You may be broken, but you're still whole
A little weathered beauty, heart of gold
Yeah, you need some work — but baby, so do I
Let’s find the road, and kiss the past goodbye
Yeah, we both need work...
But we were born to drive
