Chuck Hawthorne

Lyrics

Dragon Flies (Chuck Hawthorne)

Her 460 Ford will rumble to life
With a turn of her sword, The Dragon flies
Her treasures will number themselves in her eyes
With three mirrors full of compromise

Her best behind her and still yet to come
Her purse of promise and 20 cent gum
She steadies her hand planning her run
Fires up The Dragon and heads for the sun

CHORUS
Sunrise
Dragon flies
Singing “East Bound and Down”
For Moonpies

Highway
Gonna stay
Heading for The Milky Way
Dragon flies…

Your souvenir shops and rodeo towns
Are visions of grandeur, underground
They pass by her window with 7-Up sounds
The Dragon hits 90 and knocks ‘em back down

She pulls into Stratford, a moment to spare
Shades on her eyes for The Dragon’s lair
The laughter of friends down heart-worn stairs
Echo above miles of nobody cares

REPEAT CHORUS

Her 460 Ford will never tell lies
With a turn of her sword, The Dragon dies
Her treasures will number themselves in her eyes
With three mirrors full of highway signs

REPEAT CHORUS