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Dashboard
by Chris Young



We laughed and joked in the cab of his truck
Just my brother and me
The night before he shipped out overseas
A leather-neck, jar-head marine

He said,
"The radiator leaks, and the timing belt is worn
But the heart and soul of this old beat up truck,
Is the dashboard"

It's seen a lot of tan legs
Got a kick-ass radio
Heard a lot of singin' along
To some country songs and rock and roll
Got a '38 bullet hole
Courtesy of Kate Tillman's dad
A lot of Scotch tape marks from holdin' timeless photographs

He said,
"If I don't come back,
You can have this Ford
Just tape a picture of me
On the dashboard"

He said,
"The paint is peelin' off
Its got dents in both the doors
If something happens to me
Don't hang a 'For Sale' sign
Above the dashboard

It's seen a lot of tan legs
Got a kick-ass radio
Heard a lot of singin' along
To some country songs and rock and roll
Got a '38 bullet hole
Courtesy of Kate Tillman's dad
A lot of Scotch tape marks from holdin' timeless photographs

He said,
"If I don't come back,
You can have this Ford
Just tape a picture of me
On the dashboard"

I had the engine overhauled
A paint job and brand new chrome
I had her washed and waxed, sittin' in the drive
The day that he came home

I said,
"Here's your keys
She's all yours
I fixed everything
But the dashboard"
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Lyrics submitted by Alexis.