[Verse 1] A row of cars sittin' out back, sunk in the Johnson lot grass, nose to tail One front wheel down in the mud by the wash rack, hubcap split, vines in the trunk-latch well Tabby on a milk crate by the gate, tail switchin' time while I stroll on past Hand-lettered parts sign on a bent fence post, sun-baked red, leanin' like the whole place asked [Solo] [Verse 2] Pickups with the beds gone soft, coupes with the roofs cut low '57 Chevys, old DeSotos, Cadillacs in a crooked glow '49 Fords, '61 Pontiacs, '68 Dodges wearin' primer show Panel trucks with the back glass gone, Studebakers hangin' down slow AMC Hornets, chopped-up Wagoneers, a Nash with the hood half tied Thirties, forties, fifties in line, sixties, seventies, eighties too Every one of 'em got a tale in the dust, and a little bit of jive in the frame, true blue [Solo] [Chorus] Rust and roll, rust and roll, hear that gravel talk Rust and roll, rust and roll, when them old rigs rock (Harmony) Rust and roll, rust and roll, that back-lot gospel walk (Harmony) Rust and roll, rust and roll, let them busted engines talk Two bucks, three bucks, take your pick, every dent got a say If it won't run, let it hum right here and swing away [Solo] [Verse 3] There's a chrome bumper peepin' through weeds like a grin in a clipped-back sleeve Door chained tight, but the window's cracked, and the dash still got that slick routine I hear that horn in the afternoon, like it still knows how to call And the man by the office got a paper-bag lunch and a stack of tags for all [Solo] [Bridge] Come on through with your toolbox, come on through with your eye for a deal You can build you a hot rod cut outta one good fender and a wheel that squeals We don't need fresh paint now, we need a straight axle and a little luck Back lot swing, scrap pile sing, let the whole old yard get up and strut [Solo] [Chorus] Rust and roll, rust and roll, hear that gravel talk Rust and roll, rust and roll, when them old rigs rock (Harmony) Rust and roll, rust and roll, that back-lot gospel walk (Harmony) Rust and roll, rust and roll, let them busted engines talk Two bucks, three bucks, take your pick, every dent got a say If it won't run, let it hum right here and swing away
