Old Rusty Sports Cars

Old rusty sports cars, out in the snow
The tires are all flat and the engine won't go
Once it ran with horses, fast as lightning
Now she's on the street, waiting for the spring

Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go
Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go

The doors they're all rusty, the upholstery is all torn
Cigarettes on the floorboard, and sad sounding horn
The engine leaks oil, the paint is fading fast
If she lived in Texas, I know she would last

Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go
Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go

Will she back, or will she die in vain
Only a mechanic, is a hero today
Old rusty sports cars, out in the rain
Her first love, will know her by name

Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go
Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go

Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go
Nothing breaks your heart
Nothing hurts your soul
Than an old rusty sports cars
That won't go



Credits
Writer(s): David Bavas
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