Rusty NOW DASHING THROUGH THE
SNOW
IN MY
RUSTY CHEVROLET DOWN THE ROAD I GO
SLIDING ALL THE
WAY I NEED
NEW PISTON RINGS I NEED SOME NEW SNOW
TIRES MY CAR
IS HELD TOGETHER BY A PIECE OF CHICKEN
WIRE
CHORUS: RUST AND SMOKE THE HEATER'S
BROKE THE DOOR JUST BLEW AWAY
I LIGHT A MATCH TO SEE
THE DASH AND THEN I START TO PRAY
THE FRAME IS BENT THE
MUFFLER WENT THE RADIO IT'S OK
OH WHAT FUN IT IS TO
DRIVE THIS RUSTY CHEVROLET
I
WENT TO THE IGA I
WENT TO THE IGA
TO
GET SOME CHRISTMAS CHEER I JUST PASSED UP MY LEFT FRONT
TIRE AND ITS GETTING HARD TO
STEER SKIDDING DOWN THE
HIGHWAY RIGHT PAST THE NEGAUNEE
COPS I HAD
TO DRAG MY SWAMPERS TO GET THE CAR TO
STOP
BOUNCING
THROUGH THE SNOWDRIFTS BOUNCING THROUGH THE
SNOWDRIFTS
IN A
BIG BLUE CLOUD OF SMOKE PEOPLE LAUGH AS I DRIVE
BY I
WONDER WHAT'S THE JOKE I GOT TO GET TO
SHOPKO TO PICK UP THE LAYAWAY
CAUSE SANTA CLAUS IS
COMING SOON IN HIS BIG OLD RUSTY
SLEIGH
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