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Twenty years ago I watched in awe
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as my dad drove up the driveway.
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More than proud to have a brand
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new family car.
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Thirty miles to the gallon, 0 to 60,
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sometimes.
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I remember putting down the back
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seat and lying in the hatchback.
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Looking at the sky watching
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trees go by.
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I was the son of a preacher, and
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he was a rich poor man.
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No A.C.
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No FM,
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And no regrets,
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in my Chevette.
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The winter cracked the highway and
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we tried to dodge the potholes.
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He never promised us it would be a
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gentle ride.
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He never had a problem though,
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keeping it on the narrow road.
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