Old White Lincoln

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The Gaslight Anthem - Rock, Punk Revival

Old White Lincoln

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[Intro] Out of the car, longhair! Yeah [Verse 1] If I could write I'd tell you how much I've missed these nights Where we'd dig around the bones And try to find peace and patches for the holes I lit a cigarette on a parking meter Corner boys told her how I was dyin' to meet her Like a prayer I said on a dead man's knee You drove up like a parade [Chorus] You and your high-top sneakers and your sailor tattoos And your old fifty-five that you drove through the roof Of the sky up above these indifferent stars While you just kept coming apart You and your high-top sneakers and your sailor tattoos And your old fifty-five that you drove through the roof Of the sky up above these indifferent stars While you just kept coming apart straight in my arms [Post-Chorus] Fell straight in my arms [Verse 2] And I miss it sometimes Shakin' like a leaf on the corner of Vine But I heard it's alright The radio spoke to a good friend of mine And I can feel it comin' up as the night's gettin' warm Saw your summer dress hangin' on the back of the lawn Like a dream I remember from an easier time With the top rolled down on a Saturday night [Chorus] You and your high-top sneakers and your sailor tattoos And your old fifty-five that you drove through the roof Of the sky up above these indifferent stars While you just kept coming apart You and your high-top sneakers and your sailor tattoos And your old fifty-five that you drove through the roof Of the sky up above these indifferent stars While you just kept coming apart right in my arms [Post-Chorus] Right in my arms [Bridge] And I always dreamed Of classic cars and movie screens And tryin' to find Some way to be redeemed Bring a dollar with you, baby In the cold, cold ground [Chorus] You and your high-top sneakers and your sailor tattoos And your old fifty-five that you drove through the roof Of the sky up above these indifferent stars While you just kept coming apart You and your high-top sneakers and your sailor tattoos And your old fifty-five that you drove through the roof Of the sky up above these indifferent stars While you just kept coming apart, you fell straight in my arms [Post-Chorus] You fell straight in my arms

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Credits

Writers
  • Benny Horowitz
  • Alex Levine
  • Alex Rosamilia
  • Brian Fallon