The Bronco

heavy rock, grunge feel, male vocals, harmonies, super heavy riffs, wailing solo

V4.5+

(Verse 1)
Sunrise creeping over Nassau, painting the ocean gold
Got my keys, she's waiting for me, a story to be told
A four-door Big Bend, shadow black, sitting in the salty air
The tourist traps and the beaten path, she'll take me anywhere
Forget the pavement, nice and neat, that's not the life for me
I'm heading down a limestone track, out where the wild things be
(Chorus)
Oh, the potholes on these island roads, they're craters deep and wide
My Bronco eats 'em up for lunch, with nothing left to hide
The steering groans, the tie rods scream, another sharp complaint
I'm heading back to the mechanic, praying for restraint
He shakes his head and writes the bill, says "Man, you drive too fast!"
But I just smile and pay the man, to make the good times last
(Verse 2)
The suspension's shot, the alignment's out, for the third time this damn year
A jarring bang, a metal clang, the sound I've learned to fear
Hit a hole near Adelaide, felt the whole front end just go
Limping back at ten miles an hour, putting on a show
My friends all say, "Just slow it down! You treat that thing so rough!"
But flying free on a bumpy road, I can't ever get enough
(Chorus)
'Cause the potholes on these island roads, they're craters deep and wide
My Bronco eats 'em up for lunch, with nothing left to hide
The steering groans, the tie rods scream, another sharp complaint
I'm heading back to the mechanic, praying for restraint
He shakes his head and writes the bill, says "Man, you drive too fast!"
But I just smile and pay the man, to make the good times last
(Bridge)
Some folks want a pickup truck, to haul their load and gear
They drive it slow and careful, paralyzed by fear
But a truck bed's for the working man, it ain't got no soul
Give me four-wheel drive and a removable top, losing all control
She's more than steel, she's part of me, my partner in the grime
Worth every broken ball joint, every single dime.
(Outro)
Yeah, she's back up on the lift again, but she'll be back by three
Ready for another run, just my Bronco and me
Down that potholed Bahamas road... yeah, we'll never learn.
Another fix, another ride, another lesson to burn.
My Bronco and me.

2165/7500

(Verse 1) Sunrise creeping over Nassau, painting the ocean gold Got my keys, she's waiting for me, a story to be told A four-door Big Bend, shadow black, sitting in the salty air The tourist traps and the beaten path, she'll take me anywhere Forget the pavement, nice and neat, that's not the life for me I'm heading down a limestone track, out where the wild things be (Chorus) Oh, the potholes on these island roads, they're craters deep and wide My Bronco eats 'em up for lunch, with nothing left to hide The steering groans, the tie rods scream, another sharp complaint I'm heading back to the mechanic, praying for restraint He shakes his head and writes the bill, says "Man, you drive too fast!" But I just smile and pay the man, to make the good times last (Verse 2) The suspension's shot, the alignment's out, for the third time this damn year A jarring bang, a metal clang, the sound I've learned to fear Hit a hole near Adelaide, felt the whole front end just go Limping back at ten miles an hour, putting on a show My friends all say, "Just slow it down! You treat that thing so rough!" But flying free on a bumpy road, I can't ever get enough (Chorus) 'Cause the potholes on these island roads, they're craters deep and wide My Bronco eats 'em up for lunch, with nothing left to hide The steering groans, the tie rods scream, another sharp complaint I'm heading back to the mechanic, praying for restraint He shakes his head and writes the bill, says "Man, you drive too fast!" But I just smile and pay the man, to make the good times last (Bridge) Some folks want a pickup truck, to haul their load and gear They drive it slow and careful, paralyzed by fear But a truck bed's for the working man, it ain't got no soul Give me four-wheel drive and a removable top, losing all control She's more than steel, she's part of me, my partner in the grime Worth every broken ball joint, every single dime. (Outro) Yeah, she's back up on the lift again, but she'll be back by three Ready for another run, just my Bronco and me Down that potholed Bahamas road... yeah, we'll never learn. Another fix, another ride, another lesson to burn. My Bronco and me.

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