Silverado, why don’t you come to your senses?
You been outwittin’ suckers for so long now
Oh, you’re a hard one
I know that you got your reasons
These people that are pawnin’ you
Can hurt you somehow
Don’t you draw the queen of Detroit, boy
She’ll beat you like a Sable
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me some beer holders
Have been taped upon your dashboard
But you only want the mileage you can’t get.
Silverado, you ain’t gettin’ no younger
Your thirst and your lumber, they’re keepin’ you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that’s just more people walkin’
Your prison is sittin’ in the lot all alone.
Don’t your sales go cold in the wintertime?
The mom won’t buy and the son’s online
It’s hard to tell the nighttime from the day
You’re losin’ all the guys with hos
Ain’t it funny how the feelin’ goes away?
Silverado, why can’t you see the consensus?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be rainin’, but there’s a rainbow above you
You better let somebody change you, before it’s too late.
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