"Granddaddy's Chevrolet" lyrics

My granddaddy was a runner, drove a '57 Chevrolet
Rain or shine for his brothers, spotted my grandmother, saying it put him in the grave
A couple of generations later, it got passed to my cousin and me
We ran that firewater cross the Carolina border to them towns down in Tennessee

Might've been the burning of them white wall tires or the chance we could get caught
But under the cover of the midnight moon, I swore we had it all

When we would drive
Hearts like Detroit still couldn't feel more alive
That asphalt paved a path to freedom
We were somewhere redlining on a prayer, between heaven and hell to pay
We were thunder in the dark, white lightning in a jar, in granddaddy's Chevrolet

She'd shine like a brand new copper belt of steel, still rolls like she's fresh off the line
Just a little old grocery getter, Lord never knew no better, hiding in plain sight

And a twenty-gallon tank where the spare used to sit
And a switch you'd flip to hide the plate
And when the sun went down, them horses came out
Kill the lights, cut the curves
Hit the gas, forget the breaks

When we would drive
Hearts like Detroit still couldn't feel more alive
That asphalt paved a path to freedom
We were somewhere redlining on a prayer, between heaven and hell to pay
We were thunder in the dark, white lightning in a jar, in granddaddy's Chevrolet
In granddaddy's Chevrolet

On a late-night run, as the weather went south
We were hauling down White Bridge Road
We hit that curve as the rain came down
And only one of us made it back home
Now it's gone, and all I want

Is to drive
Hearts like Detroit still couldn't feel more alive
That asphalt paved a path to freedom
We were somewhere redlining on a prayer, between heaven and hell to pay
We were thunder in the dark, white lightning in a jar, in granddaddy's Chevrolet