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Well, there she sits buddy just a gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt
I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch

I gave a girl a ride in my wagon
She crawled in and took control
She was tired as her mind was draggin'
I said get some sleep and dream of rock and roll

Written by Dave Brock and Robert Calvert (Hawkwind)

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Our legends tell we came from a seed
That travelled at a whirlwind speed
Till it came to rest upon this land
That once was green and is now all sand
That buried us up to our eyes
And made us watchers of the skies
Till the shadow wings came for our sight
And left us to conspire with night

I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kids
But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid
She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread
Well, if I go down dyin', you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed.

Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth
Sergeant, sergeant, don't you feel
There's something wrong with that automobile
Governor, governor, isn't it strange
They didn?t have no cars on the Indian range
Warden, warden, please listen to me
Be brave and set Geronimo free

Hey, Gyp (Donovan Philip Leitch)

    I'll buy you a Chevrolet, I'll buy you a Chevrolet,
    Kupię ci Chevroleta, kupię ci Chevroleta

    I'll buy you a Chevrolet if you'll just give me some of your love girl
    Kupię ci Chevroleta, jeśli dasz mi nieco miłości, dziewczyno

Well you heard the story of the hot rod race that fatal day
When a Ford and a Mercury went out to play
Well this is the inside story, and I'm here to say
I was the kid that was drivin' that Model A

I'm Changing My Name To Chrysler (Arlo Guthrie)

    Oh the price of gold is rising out of sight
    And the dollar is in sorry shape tonight
    What the dollar used to get us
    Now won't buy a head of lettuce
    No the economic forecast isn't right
    But amidst the clouds I spot a shining ray

In My Merry Oldsmobile (Billy Murray)

    Verse 1

    Young Johnny Steele has an Oldsmobile
    He loves his dear little girl
    She is the queen of his gas machine
    She has his heart in a whirl
    Now when they go for a spin, you know,
    She tries to learn the auto, so
    He lets her steer, while he gets her ear
    And whispers soft and low...

If I had money tell you what I'd do
I'd go downtown and buy a Mercury or two
I’m crazy 'bout a Mercury, I'm crazy 'bout a Mercury
I'm gonna buy me a Mercury and cruise it up and down the road