She Flies

She Flies
Written by Jon Weisberger and Benny “Burle” Galloway

Hear that crazy kinda sound
Never lost and never found
Forever bound
to come around again
She flies when she’s floored
A 1957 Ford,
So get on board
We’re chasing down the wind

I was born right there beside a big old highway
Grew up ramblin’ down a country lane
That engine get’s to winding,
It winds me up so tight
If I don’t go I know I’ll go insane

Hear that crazy kinda sound
Never lost and never found
Forever bound
to come around again
She flies
when she’s floored,
A 1957 Ford,
So get on board
We’re chasing down the wind

I don’t need no one to call me daddy
I don’t need no one to call me dear
So if you try to ask me
where I’m headed for tonight
It’s any place
as long as it’s not here

Hear that crazy kinda sound
Never lost and never found
Forever bound
to come around again
She flies
when she’s floored,
A 1957 Ford,
So get on board
We’re chasing down the wind
Get on board,
We’re chasing down the wind