Well I dont look all that ragged   for all the time its been   but im weakened underneath me   where my frame has rusted thin   and this years state inspection i just barely passed   won't you drive me cross the country boy   this year could be my last      i'm that tailfin road locomotive   from the days of cheap gasoline   and im for sale by the side of the road, goin nowhere   a rusty old a american dream      I rolled off the line in Detroit back in 1958   Spent three days in the showroom, that's all I had to wait   I've been good to all who owned me, so have no fear.   Come on boy, put your money down, and get me outta here.      Chorus.      Now this car needs a young man to own him.   One who will polish the chrome.   I will give you the rest of my lifetime.   Just don't let me die here alone.      You just jump me some juice to my batt'ry.   Give that old starter a spin.   Hear me whirr, sputter, backfire through the carburetor   And roar into life once again.      I am a tail finned road locomotive   You can polish my chrome so clean   We can fly off into the sunset together   A rusty old american dream (Still runnin')   A rusty old american dream