Old Pontiac rolling down the road Like a dying dinosaur A wounded classic out of the past Whose engine's lost its mighty roar The sleek design of a bygone breed Still alive for one more ride A survivor in these changing times Detroit Jurassic built with pride Roll back the years to a golden age Before cheap and foreign made When dragster racing was all the rage And leather jackets made the grade Old Indian rattling up the road In a battered Cherokee He once was a weekend warrior Now last stand with a broken knee Life was muscle cars and lover's lanes Drive-in theaters and hot rods Cool were the rebels without a cause Racing the clock to beat the odds Whether 6 cylinder or V8 2.2 or 4 at best We pushed production to cutting edge And put the limits to the test Old factory closing in our town Laying off two-thousand men We fade away into better days To be remembered now and then We fade away into yesterdays Of time was and remember whenmore