Bucket Of Bolts Lyrics

Things meant more when I had less
That's the way it goes I guess
The more I have, I must confess
The more I need

My first car was a bucket of bolts
It wouldn't go far but it sure did smoke
All them girls would laugh and joke
Then they'd hop right in

Take em' down to the water hole
We'll all go swimmin' in our birthday clothes
Lord knows how I love those good ol' pals of mine
We've all gone our separate ways
But we'll always have those good ol' days
Ain't no takin' those away
They're locked inside my mind

Sometimes I miss the simple stuff
Cause the road I'm on can sure get rough
When I think I've had enough
I just take it for a little spin
Of all the things I've left behind
That old car still runnin' fine
Ain't no hill that she can't climb
Just gotta give her the time

Take em' down to the water hole
We'll all go swimmin' in our birthday clothes
Lord knows how I love those good ol' pals of mine
We've all gone our separate ways
But we'll always have those good ol' days
Ain't no takin' those away
They're locked inside my mind