59 Dodge Coronet - MIDTEMPO ROCKABILLY - by MARTY

[Guitar Solo] Pick skids the strings, amp bites back Palm-muted stutter, then a sharp left hook Barrelhouse bend, jack-lift rise, then a quick choke One squeal, one snap, and the room blows open [Verse 1] Chrome nose easing by the shop jack lights Coronet and Royal in Torch Red and Polar White, paint still tacky at the seams Bench seat lifts a breath of old leather and dust Dash bulbs blink green through a strip of masking tape Swept fins sit on the rack like sheet metal waiting for paint And that Dodge Custom Royal hood medallion cuts past the tool cart, all edge [Drum solo] [Pre-Chorus] Hear that block stir behind the wall One cough, and the room leans in Knuckles on wood—don’t let it stall Then that V8 hits, and nobody stays still [very long E-Guitar & Bass SOLO] [Refrain] Hey! Step in! '59 Dodge Coronet—who's got the keys? DODGE! DODGE! HIT IT! One! Two! Three! Four! C'mon! FIRE IT! REV IT! BARK! Coronet! Royal! Custom Royal! Sedan! Hardtop! Wagon! Convertible! White-face! Broadcloth! Push-button drive! Last call! CRANK IT! TAKE IT! DRIVE IT! Can't run it? HEY! MOVE! MOVE! [bass solo] [Chorus] '59 Dodge Coronet, say it loud, say it loud V8 low, hood ornament sings, make it ring One hard pull, floorboards shake, shake it down Let her roll, let the room crowd, crowd it in [Bass Solo] [Bridge] Hood dips—cut. Chrome flash—gone. Fan belt slips. Catches. Green dash. Wheel hard left. Needles rise. Clutch in. Now. Throttle. Gravel. Mirror blur. Door back. Road open. [Guitar & Drum Solo] [Refrain] Step up! '59 Dodge Coronet—who's got the keys? DODGE! RUN IT! RUN IT! Ten! Fifteen! Sixteen! Run now! FIRE IT! REV IT! LET IT BREATHE! Coronet! Royal! Custom Royal! Sedan! Hardtop! Wagon! Convertible! White-face! Broadcloth! Push-button drive! Last call! CRANK IT! TAKE IT! DRIVE IT! Can't run it? HEY! MOVE! MOVE! [guitar solo] [Bridge] He cracks a grin and drops it in gear Pipes cough once, then settle to a growl Hands tight on the wheel, straight shot out Lights in the mirror. One clean pull Pen and paper stay on the bench Key in. Throttle down. Gone [Refrain] Step up! '59 Dodge Coronet—who's got the keys? DODGE! RUN IT! RUN IT! Ten! Fifteen! C'mon! FIRE IT! REV IT! LET IT BREATHE! Coronet! Royal! Custom Royal! Sedan! Hardtop! Wagon! Convertible! White-face! Broadcloth! Push-button drive! Last call! CRANK IT! TAKE IT! DRIVE IT! Can't run it? HEY! MOVE! MOVE! HIT IT! [Bass & Solo] Slap that upright, keep it moving, thumb on the rail, pulling time Low-end slap and a hard-fret snap, every hit comes clean and dry Heel taps on the boards, let the whole cab shake One note pops, then a quick walkdown wakes Wood slap, string pop, that old bull fiddle bite Earl digs in deep, makes the backseat jump tonight Run it to the turn, keep it greasy, keep it keen [Outro] Key turns. Engine dies. Door slams. Silence. [Bass & Guitar Solo]