Gary Browe

Lyrics

Trans-Am

We were waiting on the summer wind
to take us home again.
On the banks of the Raisin River
we talked of our lives
and cruise down 75
in that old Trans Am.

You always needed to be loved,
held on - that special one.
On the night that her house caught fire
you were right by her side.
And oh, how you cried
when she said good-bye.

Funny, how the years have gone by.
It just don’t seem real. No. no.

You went away to forget about her
and you prayed in an empty church.
We went off in our separate lives
never followin' our dreams.
I wonder if you screamed
on that final ride?

Funny how the years have gone by.
It just don’t seem real. No. No.

Do you still wait on that summer wind
to take you home again?
I still fish on the Raisin River
and talk of our lives
and cruise down 75
in that old Trans Am

In that old Trans Am.

Words and Music by Gary Browe
© 2015, Gary Browe, All Rights Reserved

MUSICIANS
Gary Browe – Acoustic Guitar & Vocals
Michael Kylman – Acoustic Lead Guitar
Larry Prentiss – Bass & String Synth