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 corner of this old ramshackle barn
With thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
And when I pulled the cover off, it took away my breath
What she called a Chevy was a Sixty-Six Corvette
And 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
1)
He said my name is Private Andrew Malone
And if you?re reading this then I didn't make it home
But for every dream that's shattered, 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
Well, it didn't take me long at all, I had her runnin' good
One night it was raining hard, I took a curb to fast
And I still don't remember much about that fiery crash
Someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
They didn't get his name but I know without a doubt
It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone