Private Malone

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[G]I was just out of the service thumbin' through the classifieds
When an [C]ad that said old Chevy somehow caught my eye
[G]The Lady didn't know the year or even if it ran
but I [C]had that thousand d[D]ollars in my h[G]and.
[G]It was way back in the corner of this old ramshackle barn
With t[C]hirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
and [D]when I pulled the cover off, It t[C]ook away my breath
what she called a Chevy was a '6[D]6 Corvette.
And[C] I felt a little guilty as[D] I counted out the bills
but [G]what a thrill I got, when I [C]sat behind the w[D]heel.
[G]I opened up the glove box and that’s when I found the note
The d[C]ate was 1966 t[D]his is what he w[G]rote:

He said my n[G]ame is P[D]rivate A[C]ndrew M[D]alone
and if y[G]ou’re reading [D]this then I [C]didn't make it[D] home
But for e[G]very dream that’s[D] shattered,[C] another one comes[D] true
this c[C]ar was once a dream of mine, [D]now it belongs to you
and th[G]ough you may t[D]ake her and m[C]ake her your o[D]wn
[G]You'll always be [D]rid-i[C]ng with P[D]rivate M[G]alone.

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[G]Well it didn’t take me long, I had her running good
I loved [C]to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood.
[G]I had her shining like a diamond and I’d put the ragtop down
All th[C]e pretty girls woul[D]d stop and sta[G]re as I drove her through town
[G]The buttons on the radio didn’t seem to work quite right,
Bu[C]t it picked up that oldies show, especially late at night
S[D]ometimes I thought that if I’d tu[C]rn real quick I’d see,
A soldier riding shotgun, in the[D] seat right next to me.

It was a you[G]ng man n[D]amed Pri[C]vate An[D]drew Malone
Who foug[G]ht for his cou[D]ntry and n[C]ever made it h[D]ome
But for e[G]very dream that’s[D] shattered,[C] another one comes[D] true
this c[C]ar was once a dream of his, b[D]ack when it was new
and he[G] told me to ta[D]ke her and m[C]ake her my o[D]wn
[G]And I was proud to be r[D]id-i[C]ng with P[D]rivate M[G]alone

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[C]One night it was rainin' hard and I [D]took the curve to fast
[G]I still don’t remember much[C] about that fiery [D]crash
[G]Someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
they di[C]dn’t get his name, but I [D]know without a d[G]oubt...

It was a you[G]ng man n[D]amed Pri[C]vate An[D]drew Malone
Who foug[G]ht for his cou[D]ntry and n[C]ever made it h[D]ome
But for e[G]very dream that’s[D] shattered,[C] another one comes[D] true
this c[C]ar was once a dream of his, b[D]ack when it was new
And I [G]know I wouldn’[D]t be here if[C] he hadn’t t[D]agged along
[G]Oh, Thank-God I was [D]rid-i[C]ng with Pr[D]ivate M[G]alone