Last Drive-in

Caravan of yellow wire and crawling across the plains

Rolling along in a single file like a slow moving train

It rumbled down out of the mist into the early morning light

Said they stay till the job was finished if it took them till midnight

There were cats and scrapers all caterpillars packed up by mile high crane

And it looked like monsters from the old b movies the drive-ins use to play

And we'd sang goodbye Saturday under the stars

Wake up little Suzy in my daddy's car

So many memories got lost and found

When a piece of history hit the ground

The day they tore the last drive-in down

Memories thick as the smoke clouds they made man and machine became one

Boards snapped like toothpicks on their blades but to us it sounded like guns

Cowboys soldiers gangsters and thieves James Bond and his golden girls

Well you could sit in your car and never turn the key and go half way around the world

And it stood like a landmark for forty years we never thought we'd live to see

It fall it to the ground and then just disappear like so many childhood dreams

And we'd sang goodbye...

A lot of the drivers had tears in their eyes but I don't think it was just the dust

See I still believe there's a little piece of that old drive-in left in all of us

Nobody moved through what seemed like hours, and slow motion it came tumbling down

We just stood there with a taste of metal in our mouths and a silence all around

The day they tore the last drive-in down

And we'd sang goodbye...