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Date: 8/20/99; 1:51:58 PM
 From: GBSEVENC@aol.com
 Subject: THE LAST DRIVE IN // Chris LeDoux
 THE LAST DRIVE-IN
 By. Chris LeDoux
 {G} Caravan of {C} yellow wire, {G} and crawling across the {D} plains
 {G} Rolling along in a {C} single file, {G} like a slow moving {C} train
 {G} It rumbled down {C} out of the mist, {G} into the early morning {D} light
 {G} Said they stay 'til the {C} job was finished, {G} if it took them 'til 
 {C} midnight
 {G} There were cats & scrapers all {C} caterpillars, {G} packed up by mile 
 high {D} crane
 {G} And it looked like monsters from {C} the old b movies, {G} the drive-ins 
 use to {C} play
 
 And we'd sang {G} good bye Saturday {C} under the stars
 {G} Wake up little Suzy in my daddy's {D} car
 {G} So many memories got {C} lost and found
 {G} When a piece of history {C} hit the ground
 {G} The day they tore the {C} last drive-in {G} down
 
 {G} Memories thick as the {C} smoke clouds they made, {G} man and machine 
 became {D} one
 {G} Boards snapped like toothpicks {C} on their blades, {G} but to us it 
 sounded like {C} guns
 {G} Cowboys, soldiers, {C} gangsters, and thieves, {G} James Bond and his 
 golden {D} girls
 {G} Well you could sit in your car and {C} never turn the key, and go {G} 
 half way around the {C} world
 {G} And it stood like a landmark for {C} forty years, we never {G} thought 
 we'd live to {D} see
 {G} It fall it to the ground and then just {C} disappear, like {G} so many 
 childhood {C} dreams
 (repeat chorus)
 
 bridge:
 {G 1 strum} A lot of the drivers had tears in their {C 1 strum} eyes, {G 1 
 strum} but I don't think it was just the {C 1 strum} dust
 {G 1 strum} See I still believe there's a little piece of {C 1 strum} that 
 old drive-in left in all of {G 1 strum} us
 
 {G} Nobody moved through what {C} seemed like hours, and slow {G} motion it 
 came tumbling {D} down
 {G} We just stood there with a taste of metal in our {C} mouths and a {G} 
 silence all {C} around
 The day they tore the {D 1 strum} last drive-in {G 1 strum} down
 (repeat chorus)