^{Copyright 2004 Snakes Alive Publishing (BMI)}

Old Wreck
   
Broken down heaped old wreck
I’ll just keep movin’
I’ll get there yet
Never been important and I never will be
Soon enough, buddy, you’ll forget about me

These old tires, worn too thin
Patched so many times
There’s nothin’ left to mend
This old engine’s runnin’ well
But for how much longer, I really can’t tell

Chorus:
I got a leak in the oil, use too much gas
I’m always in the slow lane, I never pass
Cracks in the windshield make it hard to see
But you get used to it, you get used to it...eventually
   
This old radio doesn’t work
When you shift the gears
The whole thing jerks
Cops roll by me, they just shake their heads
Don’t want to know nothin’ ‘bout this piece of lead

Chorus

There’s no heat on a cold winter night
No air conditioning
When the sun’s too bright
Better wear a warm coat or nothin’ at all
This old heap has seen it all

I’m a broken down , heaped old wreck
I’ll just keep movin’ I’ll get there yet
Never been important and I never will be
Soon enough, buddy, you’ll forget about . . .
You’ll forget about me