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THEY DON'T CALL THEM WILLY ANYMORE

She was kinda rusty
a little rough
geared low
and real tuff
You could hear us comin'
for about five miles
She weren't no beauty
but she got some smiles

she would grind alittle
goin' into gear
had a Warren wench
on front and rear
she had a hand choke
and vaccum wippers
and bullet holes
from enemy snipers

(chorus)
Built in nineteen sixty three
bought her new
in Tennessee
The last of her kind
The end of a breed
after her was Kyser
and AMC
They might call them Jeeps
But they don't call them Willy
anymore.

For pullin' out tree stumps
or plowin' snow
crossin' rivers
or givin' a tow
and for every test
she didn't quit
she gave me her all
one hundred percent

Our last ride
to the compactor
though we were pulled
by the neighbor's tractor
It still felt good
with the windshield down
with the holes in the floor
to see the ground

I kept her tailgate
it hangs in the shed
with them big 'ol letters
painted Red.
W I L LY

(chorus)
Built in nineteen sixty three
bought her new
in Tennessee
The last of her kind
The end of a breed
after her was Kyser
and A M C
They might call them Jeeps
But they don't call them Willy
Anymore...

Glenn Spayth©2008