Dashing through the snow in my rusty Chevrolet.Down the road I go, sliding all the way. I need new piston rings. I need some new snow tires. My car is held together by a piece of chicken wire!
Oh, rust and smoke, the heater’s broke, the door just blew away. I light a match to see the dash and then I start to pray- a y.The frame is bent, the muffler went, the radio’s okay. Oh, what fun it is to
drive this rusty Chevrolet!
How many can read this without mentally singing it … Yes I was singing this when I was reading it. Now the tune is in my head!!!! you can not read it without singing it.
I’m going to sing on Christmas with the feeling and the meaning 🙂
“Merry Christmas”
