Capo 2nd fret A E A D A Close to the noise of the highway, under the light from the stars, D A D E Lucy and Howard were lovers amid hundreds of rusted-out cars. A E A D A The moon on the Chevrolet graveyard turned the piles of junk into gold D A E A For Lucy the junk dealer's daughter and Howard from the Highway Patrol.
Surrounded by mountains of metal, twenty-four cars to a stack,
Lucy and Howard were lovers in the wreck of a gold Cadillac.
Oh, never a rendezvous sweeter, a tale of more purity told
Than of Lucy the junk dealer's daughter and Howard from the Highway Patrol.
E A E A Lucy and Howard got married, moved to the good side of town. E A B7 E They felt as the weeks drifted by them, the pace of their love slowing down. A E A D A They seemed to be growing indifferent; their passionate love had grown cold. D A E A Poor Lucy, the junk dealer's daughter, poor Howard from the Highway Patrol. D A E A
Then Howard got off work one midnight; his mood was decidedly black.
But when he pulled into his driveway, there was a wrecked Cadillac.
And every sweet evening thereafter, out to the driveway, they stole -
Lucy the junk dealer's daughter and Howard from the Highway Patrol.
(Words and music by Tom Paxton, 1976)
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