Karaoke Track: Riding With Private Malone by David Ball (Monster Hits)

I was iusf

Ouf of the service,
Thumbin&#39; through

The classifieds

When on ad that said

Old Chevy,

Somehow caught my eye

The lady did n&#39;f know

The year,
Or even if it ran

It was way back

In the corner of this

Old r0 mshockle barn

With thirty yea rs

Of dusi and dirt on
That green army tarp

And when I pulled

The cover 0H,
It took away my breath

A-whoi she called

A Chevy
Was a &#39;66 Corvette

And I felt a lime guilty

As I counted ou1 the bills

But what a thrill I got

When I sat
Behind the wheel

I opened up
The glove box, and

Thofs when

I found the note

The date was 1966,

And this is what he wrote

He said my name is

Private And rew Ma lone

And if you&#39;re reodin&#39; this,

Then I did n&#39;f make it home

But for every dream

Thafs shaifered,
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&#39;ll always be riding

With Private Ma lone

Well, it did n&#39;f take me

Long of all,
I had her runnin&#39; good

I loved to hear those

Horses thunder

Underneath her hood

I had her shinin&#39;

Like 0 dia mond,

And I&#39;d put
The ragiop down

All the prei1y girls
Would stop and stare

As I drove her
Through town

The buttons on the radio

Did n&#39;i seem to work
Quite right

But if picked up

That oldies show,
Especially late of night

I&#39;d get
The feelin&#39; sometimes,

If I turned real quick,
I&#39;d see

A soldier ridin&#39; shotgun

In the seat
Right next to me

It was a young man named

Private And rew Mo lone

Who fought for his country,

And never made it home

But for every dream

Thafs shaifered,
Another one comes true

This car was once

A dream of his,

Back when if was new

And he told me to take her

And make her my own

And I was proud

To be riding
With Private Malone

But one night

It was raining hard,
I took the curve too fast

And I still don&#39;t

Remember much
About that fiery crash

But someone said

They ihought they saw
A soldier pull me out

They did n&#39;i get his name,

Buf I know withoui a doubt

It was a young man named

Private And rew Ma lone

Who fought for his country

And never made it home

But for every dream

Thafs shaifered,
Another one comes true

This car was once

A dream of his,

Back when if was new

And I know

I would n&#39;t be here,
If he hadn&#39;t tagged along

Oh, thank God,

I was riding
With Private Malone

Written By Shepherd at Newton.
Copyright Twang Thong Music,

Wood 8z I Music,
8c lg Wells Music-