Chrome and Velvet Dreams

Chrome and Velvet Dreams

by Richard Lawry

Polished chrome under the sun so high

Velvet seats where stories lie

Bob Lawry's kingdom a dream in steel

Every curve a whisper, every line surreal

Roll back time, hear the engines hum

Chrome and velvet, where we come from

A Zephyr's glide, an Airflow's sigh

Buick dreams, Oakland skies

Thirty-nine Zephyr like a bird in flight

Thirty-four Desoto sleek through the night

A Buick Limited bold and grand

Twenty-six Oakland a ghost of the land

Roll back time, hear the engines hum

Chrome and velvet, where we come from

A Zephyr's glide, an Airflow's sigh

Buick dreams, Oakland skies

Each grill a grin, each wheel a tale

On these roads of memory we sail

Time stands still in this museum glow

Where the past is alive and it always shows

Roll back time, hear the engines hum

Chrome and velvet, where we come from

A Zephyr's glide, an Airflow's sigh

Buick dreams, Oakland skies