We’d always take our rifle

Our trusty .22

In case we saw a snake in the afternoon

Go down to the bottoms to hunt

Arrowheads

End up shooting beer cans instead

The home burned down, but the hearth remains

Next to the rusted out body of that old Mustang

Pushed up in the pines sunk down in the clay

I always dreamed I’d drive that car one day

I always dreamed I’d drive that car one day

My brother said he wrecked it in 1979

Him and my old man were gonna fix it but never found the time

Wе’d stand around and talk but I always knew

Those are things you talk about that you nеver really do

Those are the kind of dreams that don’t come true

Some things get left behind

Here now for us to find

They stand against the winds of time

They are Monuments in my mind

The home burned down, but the hearth remains

Next to the rusted out body of that old Mustang

Pushed up in the pines sunk down in the clay

I always dreamed I’d drive that car one day

I always dreamed I’d drive that car one day

The home burned down, but the hearth remains

Next to the rusted out body of that old Mustang

Pushed up in the pines sunk down in the clay

I always dreamed I’d drive that car one day

I always dreamed I’d drive that car one day