Riding with Private Melone Songtext

von David Ball

Riding with Private Melone
David Ball

I was just out of the service thumbin' through the classifieds
When an ad that said old chevy somehow caught my eye
The lady didn't know the year or even if it ran
But I had that thousand dollars in my hand

It was way back in the in corner of this old ramshackle barn
With thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
When I pulled the cover off it took away my breath
What she called a chevy was a sixty-six corvette

I felt a little guilty as I counted out the bills
What a thrill I got when I sat behind the wheel
I opened up the glove box and that's when I found the note
The date was nineteen sixty-six and this is what he wrote

CHORUS
My name is Private Andrew Malone
If your reading this then I didn't make it home
But for every dream that's shatered another one comes true
This car was once a dream of mine now it belongs to you
And though you may take her and make her your own
You'll always be riding with private malone

It didn't take me long at all I had her runnin' good
I loved to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood
I had her shinin' like a diamond and I'd put the rag top down
All the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her thruogh town
The buttons on the radio didn't seem to work quite right
But it picked up that oldies show especially late at night
I'd get the feelin' sometimes if I turned real quick I'd see
A soldier riding shotgun in the seat right next to me

CHORUS
It was a young man named private Andrew Malone
Who fought for his country and never made it home
But for every dream that's shatered there's another that comes true
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
And he told me to take her and make her my own
And I was proud to be riding with private malone

One night it was raining hard I took a curb to fast
I still don't remember much about that firey crash
Someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
They didn't get his name but I know without a doubt

CHORUS
It was a young man named private Andrew Malone
Who fought for his country and never made it home
But for every dream that shaters there's another that comes true
This car was once a dream of his back when it was new
And I know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along
Yeah that night I was riding with private malone
Oh thank god I was riding with private malone