Vocals by Randy Crenshaw. Produced by Randall Michael Tobin, Theta Sound Studio, Los Angeles, CA
Lyrics
Watchin my life go by
In such a hurry
The days blow by like a hurricane
Climbing the rungs of that
Social ladder
Is enough to drive a man insane
Backroom meetings and
Cocktail parties
Wondering how I got
To where I am
I've come along way from those
Dusty back roads
To driving home in traffic jams
(Pre-Chorus)
Then I look around me
And I rub my eyes
A 63 Chevy
And my mind just flies
(Chorus)
Back to those endless summers
When the days would roll
Like a ferris wheel
Blue skies and drive-in movies
Parking in the back row
And Debbie sure looked fine
In that 63 Chevy of mine
Wishing I could just go back
And do things over
I don't know exactly what I'd change
Just to relive all those
Magic moments
And maybe even win that football game
(Pre-Chorus)
Then I look around me
And I rub my eyes
A 63 Chevy
And my mind just flies
(Chorus)
Back to those endless summers
When the days would roll
Like a ferris wheel
Blue skies and drive-in movies
Parking in the back row
And Debbie sure looked fine
In that 63 Chevy of mine
In that Super Sport Chevy of mine