Bronco

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Bronco

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[Verse 1] Takes a summer time in dollars at minimum wage To buy some Pittsburg steel when you come of age and Even more to get it running and shinning like you did [Verse 2] It was two tone tar heel blue and white Couple Kinwood speakers tuned just right Crazy how a car makes a king out of a kid It was sun down ready, hardtop heavy, shotgun girlfriend primed Just some teenager no fear, half bald good years that still turned on a dime [Chorus] It was freedom calling pulling you down that backroad It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that Bronco [Verse 3] Momma still puts flowers out by your grave Daddy pulls up his Ford in Sunday's race And Leah has a hard time thinking she's older than you And me, I still see you backing out in reverse the headlights bright behind your hearse If I only could fix things like someone I once knew I wouldn't be sitting tangled mangled full of county junk yard pain All busted rusted out here, cussing, crying out your name [Chorus] It was freedom calling pulling you down that backroad It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that Bronco It was a hell of a ride It was a hell of a ride [Chorus] It was freedom calling pulling you down that backroad It was our time flying and a hell of a ride in that bronco [Outro] It was small town ,high hopes Why it ended there only heaven knows A brother, a hero and a hell of a ride in that bronco It was a hell of a ride Takes a lifetime of prayers on bend and knee to try to come to peace with your memory

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  • Scooter Carusoe
  • Canaan Smith