A young man drivin' down a dusty road
Like he's got somewhere to go
Driving like he's got a destination
Like he's got somewhere to go in that beat up ford

See there was a time when he was a young lost soul
He was chasin' butterflies and rainbows
Until one day when he found his pot of gold
In the words on the young man he turned old
And the old man said

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You gotta have a good imagination
If your gonna live the life of old
He said you've got to drive that Ford like its a stallion
And you've got to wear your heart just like a gun
The old man said, the old man said

The boy walked out with a new found hero
Yea the boy well he walked away a man
And he said to himself that dusty day way down in Texas
Well I'm never gonna walk this path again
And the old man said

Chorus
You gotta have a good imagination
If your gonna live the life of old
He said you've got to drive that Ford like its a stallion
And you've got to wear your heart just like a gun
The old man said, the old man said

The boys walked out he was dreaming of wild times
With old cowboys and broke down cattle lines
Now those fields are all but gone
But his hearts still free and he rides on
The old man said, the old man said, the old man said, the old man said

A young man drivin' down a dusty road
Like he's got somewhere to go
Driving like he's got a destination
Like he's got somewhere to go in that beat up ford

Writer : JACK INGRAM
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC