Riding With Private Malone Lyrics

Riding With Private Malone lyrics

I was just out of the service thumbing through the classifieds

 When an ad that said:"Old Chevy" somehow caught my eye

 The lady didn't know the year,or even if it ran

 But I had that thousand dollars in my hand

 

 It was way back in the corner of this old ramshackle barn

 Thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp

 When I pulled the cover off,it took away my breath

 What she'd called a Chevy was a sixty six Corvette

 

 I felt a little guilty as I counted out the bulls

 But what a thrill I got when I sat behind the wheel

 I opened up the glove box and that's when I found the note

 The date was nineteen-sixty and this is what he wrote:

 

 He said,"My name is Private Andrew Malone"

 "If you're reading this,then I didn't make it home"

 "But for every dream that shattered,another one came true"

 "This car was once a dream of mine,now it belongs to you"

 "And though you may take her and make her your own"

 "You'll always be riding with Private Malone"

 

 Well it didn't take me long at all,I had her running good

 I love to hear those horses thunder,underneath her hood

 I had her shining lika a diamond and I'd put the rag top down

 All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her though town

 

 The buttons on the radio didn't seem to work quite right

 But it picked up that oldie show,especially late at night

 I'd get the feeling sometimes,if I turned real quick I'd see

 A soldier riding shotgun in the seat right next to me

 

 It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone

 Who fought for his country and never made it home

 But for every dream that's shattered,another one comes true

 This car was once a dream of his,back when it was new

 He told me to take her and make her my own

 And I was proud to be riding with Private Malone

 

 One night it was raining hard,I took the curve too fast

 I still remember much about that fiery crash

 Someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out

 They didn't get his name but I without a doubt

 

 It was a young man named Private Malone

 Who fought for his country and never made it home

 But for every dream that's shattered,another one comes true

 This car was once a dream of his,back when it was new

 I know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along

 That night I was riding with Private Malone

 Oh,thank God,I was riding with Private Malone