Song about a single mother (my wife) raising her son in the late 1970's. Their reunion with me, our marriage and family existence thereafter. Spoken from her sons point of view.
Lyrics
Big Blue Chevy
By Steve Dresser, 3/23
Deep in the night I lie in wonder
Thinking of those days that have long passed by
We had a flat in the city, a three room delight
Didn't have much of anything but the love inside
We had Mac & Cheese and a hope for tomorrow
Always made our own way, never begged or borrowed
Momma drove a big blue Chevy
And we would ride into the night
She'd say son my foots getting heavy
You better hold on, hold on real tight
We moved to the country
Momma married a music man
She gave me a little brother, then I became a man
She gave me a Rambler Rebel, I was shining with pride
Went on to live my own life with her love inside
I can still here the roar of that big blue Chevy
Four on the floor, two door Super Sport with a 350 cam
And Momma drove that big blue Chevy
And we would ride into the night
She'd say son my foots getting heavy
So you better hold on, hold on real tight
