My Old Yellow Car - Dan Seals

Capo 3
She [C] weren't much to [G] look at, 
she [C] weren't much to [F] ride 
She was [Am] missing a [F] window 
on her [D] passenger [G] side 
 The [C] floorboard was [G] patched up 
with [C] paper and [F] tar 
But I [Am] really was [F] something 
in [G] my old yellow [C] car 

 
An [C] American [G] boy 
with his [C] hands on the [F] wheel 
Of a [Am] dream [F] that was made of [D]  
American [G] steel 
[C] Though the  seats had the [G] smell of 
A [C] nickel [F] cigar 
I [Am] really was [F] something 
in [G] my old yellow [C] car
 
Chorus:

[F] Somewhere in a [G] pile of [Am] rubber and [F] steel 
There's a [Am] rusty old [C] shell of an [D] auto [G] mobile 
And if [F] engines could [G] run on [Am] desire [F] alone 
That [C] old yellow [G] car would be driving me [C] home 

 
There's the [C] spot where [G] poor Billy 
[[ch]C [/ch]]threw up in [F]  his date 
And where [Am] Larry and [F] Sandy 
could [D] no longer [G] wait 
There was [C] no road too [G] winding 
and [C] no where too [F] far 
With [Am]  two bucks of [F]  gas 
and my [G] old yellow [C] car 
 
Chorus 

[F] Somewhere in a [G] pile of [Am] rubber and [F] steel 
There's a [Am] rusty old [C] shell of an [D] auto [G] mobile 
And if [F] engines could [G] run on [Am] desire [F] alone 
That [C] old yellow [G] car would be driving me [C] home 


Take a [[ch]C [/ch]] look at me [G] now 
throwing [C] money [F] around 
I'm [Am] paying somebody [F] 
to drive [D] me down [G] town 
Got A [C] Mercedes [G] Benz 
with a [C] TV and [F] bar 
And [Am] God I wish I was [F] driving 
my [G] old yellow [C] car 

God I [Am] wish I was [F] driving 
my [G] old yellow [C] car