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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
With thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
And when I pulled the cover off.
It took away my
breath
What she called a Chevy
Was a sixty-six Corvette.
I felt a little
guilty as I counted out the bills
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 1966 and this is what he wrote:
He said, "My name is Private Andrew Malone
And if you're reading this, then I didn't make it home
But for every dream that's shattered
Another one comes true
This car was once a dream of mine
Now it belongs to you
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 loved to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood
I had her shining like a diamond and I put the rag top down
All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her
through town.
The buttons on the
radio didn't seem to work quite right
But it picked up that Oldie's Show
Especially late at night.
I 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
There's another that comes true.
This car was once a
dream of his back when it was new
And he told me to take her and make her my own
I was proud to be riding with Private Malone.
One night it was raining hard
I took the curve too fast
I still don't remember much about that firey crash
Someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
They didn't get his name
But I know without a doubt.
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
There's another that comes true.
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
God know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along
Yeah, that night I was riding with Private Malone.
Oh, thank God I was riding with Private Malone.
"Patriotic Index"
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"Riding with Private Malone"
Recorded by David Ball
Words & Music by Thom Shepherd & Wood Newton
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November 2002
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