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My first car was a 56 Chevy, pockmarked
and rusted, faded red and white.
They only wanted three hundred dollars for it,
but Dad checked it out and it always ran great.
I could take you right now to the exact spot
along the river where the sheriff found it
the morning after it was stolen,
nose first, halfway down the bank,
and the river would still be flowing,
the beautiful, the beautiful river.