Chevron and Chevrolet

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Chevron and ChevroletStarting this ol' Chevy now, hearing its tired gearstakes me back somehow, many, many years...when Dad rose before dawn, for work in wintertimefor some reason, way below freezin' that engine started finehe'd show up at the station, shut that big sign ontruckers north of Denver, knew his java was stronghe'd give Sam wine on credit, when he was short of cashgive young kids, free Pixie sticks and pump old ladies' gastip truckers off to speedtraps, then lock up the doorcrank that car cos there's nuthin', you can count on morethan Chevron and ChevroletMarines and Semper Fismall towns built on dreams and timbersteaming bourbon in Decembercold beer in Julyloggers and poor folksweatin' for their paya majestic mountain eagleperched on a Methodist steepleand Chevron and Chevroletwell, Sam came in last year, to bum a jug of winefound Dad on the floor, eternity in his eyesthe sign stayed off the day, we gathered at daddy's stoneweeping old timers, with White Freightliners said he'd live onlike Chevron and ChevroletMarines and Semper Fismall towns built on dreams and timbersteaming bourbon in Decembercold beer in Julyloggers and poor folksweatin' for their paymajestic mountain eagleperched on a Methodist steepleand Chevron and Chevroletyeah starting this ol' Chevy now, hearing its tired gearstakes me back somehow, many, many years...(c)2007 Robert George