Jimmy Buffett - Earl's Dead - Cadillac for Sale lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - Earl's Dead - Cadillac for Sale lyrics]
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
An Eldorado sit's out on the Tamiami Trail
Sign on the windshield tells the whole tale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
He was a circus man when they first met
He was fired from a cannon into a net
The money was good he always hit the bullseye
Savin' for the car one day he would buy
No, he wasn't thinkin' of some average ride
A human cannonball has a lot of pride
If you're gonna live large
You need a hydromatic
Eldorado Biarritz for this wild acrobatic
And Earl's is red with shark-like fins
And that is where this
Little love tale begins
The rear view mirror puts it all in scale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
She was an Everglades girl, partly Seminole
With an urge for goin' and a wanderin' soul
With a name like Moonvine
She knew she'd never stay
That handsome human bullet stole
Her heart away
It was a Saturday night
After the midnight show
She was starin' at the car
When he said "hello"
Didn't take too much to move
Her off the reservation
Just a good lookin' boy
With the right transportation
And now Earl is wed, Moonvine's got her veil
They're towin' that cannon down
The Tamiami Trail
He's got the talent, she's got brains
Earl and Moonvine left the land of sugarcane
So they drove down to Panama
And back up to Maine
Had so much fun, hell, they did it again
Crossin' cities off the map as
They shot down the road
Knowin' towin' a cannon, things could explode
Now a Cadillac was always an Elvis thing
Polished chrome and gold
It was the birth of bling
They came with personality
They made you a star
God may have made the earth
But man made that car
Now all the way back to
The time of James Dean
Car crash songs chewed up heroes and machines
Sick minds, stop signs
And uncontrolled swerves
But Earl and his Caddy
Could handle killer curves
So when the big top folded
Early took his last drive
Moonvine kissed her boy goodbye
His exit had arrived
She shot his ashes 'cross the Gulf
From that ancient rusty gun
Nomads know when the show is done
And Earl's dead, he's been airmailed
And that Eldorado's waitin' on
The Tamiami Trail
For some shameless entertainer to blow
In like a gale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
Earl's dead, Earl's dead, amen
An Eldorado sit's out on the Tamiami Trail
Sign on the windshield tells the whole tale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
He was a circus man when they first met
He was fired from a cannon into a net
The money was good he always hit the bullseye
Savin' for the car one day he would buy
No, he wasn't thinkin' of some average ride
A human cannonball has a lot of pride
If you're gonna live large
You need a hydromatic
Eldorado Biarritz for this wild acrobatic
And Earl's is red with shark-like fins
And that is where this
Little love tale begins
The rear view mirror puts it all in scale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
She was an Everglades girl, partly Seminole
With an urge for goin' and a wanderin' soul
With a name like Moonvine
She knew she'd never stay
That handsome human bullet stole
Her heart away
It was a Saturday night
After the midnight show
She was starin' at the car
When he said "hello"
Didn't take too much to move
Her off the reservation
Just a good lookin' boy
With the right transportation
And now Earl is wed, Moonvine's got her veil
They're towin' that cannon down
The Tamiami Trail
He's got the talent, she's got brains
Earl and Moonvine left the land of sugarcane
So they drove down to Panama
And back up to Maine
Had so much fun, hell, they did it again
Crossin' cities off the map as
They shot down the road
Knowin' towin' a cannon, things could explode
Now a Cadillac was always an Elvis thing
Polished chrome and gold
It was the birth of bling
They came with personality
They made you a star
God may have made the earth
But man made that car
Now all the way back to
The time of James Dean
Car crash songs chewed up heroes and machines
Sick minds, stop signs
And uncontrolled swerves
But Earl and his Caddy
Could handle killer curves
So when the big top folded
Early took his last drive
Moonvine kissed her boy goodbye
His exit had arrived
She shot his ashes 'cross the Gulf
From that ancient rusty gun
Nomads know when the show is done
And Earl's dead, he's been airmailed
And that Eldorado's waitin' on
The Tamiami Trail
For some shameless entertainer to blow
In like a gale
Earl's dead, Cadillac for sale
Earl's dead, Earl's dead, amen