Old '67 Fleetwood sitting out in the barn
A transmission shy but we kept the battery charged
You used to come over and that's where we'd go
Climb in and play that big Ford speaker stereo
Sinking deep in the seats of that old Cadillac
Under the spell of that old 8 track
It took me to heaven
With Waylon and Willie and a bottle of Jack
Sitting up on blocks in our own little world
We sit there together just you and me girl
We'd fog up the windows till we couldn't see out
Finding everything we couldn't live without
Sinking deep in the seats of that old Cadillac
Under the spell of that old 8 track
It took me to heaven
With Waylon and Willie and a bottle of Jack
Sometimes I come out here
On a night like tonight
And I picture you smiling
In the dashboard lights
It feels like I'm flying
But I'm sitting still
I close my eyes
And put my hands on the wheel
Sinking deep in the seats of that old Cadillac
Under the spell of that old 8 track
It took me to heaven
With Waylon and Willie and a bottle of Jack
We went to heaven, we went to Texas, yeah
We did some livin', that's a fact
With Waylon and Willie and a bottle of Jack
With Waylon and Willie and a bottle of Jack
With Waylon and Willie and a bottle of Jack
