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Chevy Sixty Nine
I drive
Drive to smile
Hands on that wheel
Shifting gears
In that C50
Chevy sixty nine
My father and I
Built
And restored
Together
Father and son
Project
From the start
Working
And creating memories
That will last forever
While I drive
Occasionally
Looking to my right
Imagining him
Sitting there
Next to me
Enjoying this
Old truck
Together
We made run
A whole lot better
Than before
We ever laid hands
On it
Never Give Up
My love
Created and printed
And put on the bedside
A special saying
My dad believed in
As I
Open the vent window
Shift these gears
Heading down
Some back road
With a beautiful scene
Because
We riding
My dad and I
In that C50
Chevy sixty nine
Drive to smile
Hands on that wheel
Shifting gears
In that C50
Chevy sixty nine
My father and I
Built
And restored
Together
Father and son
Project
From the start
Working
And creating memories
That will last forever
While I drive
Occasionally
Looking to my right
Imagining him
Sitting there
Next to me
Enjoying this
Old truck
Together
We made run
A whole lot better
Than before
We ever laid hands
On it
Never Give Up
My love
Created and printed
And put on the bedside
A special saying
My dad believed in
As I
Open the vent window
Shift these gears
Heading down
Some back road
With a beautiful scene
Because
We riding
My dad and I
In that C50
Chevy sixty nine
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