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Big Black Car
Gregory Alan Isakov Lyrics


You were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
I was there when the rain tapped her way down you face
You were a miracle I was just holding your space

Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
The past, she is haunted, the future is laced
Heartbreak, you know, drives a big black car
Swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own

And through the glass, the corn crows come like rain
They won't stay, they won't stay
For too long now

This could be all that we know
Of love and all

Well you were a dancer and I was a rag
The song in my head, well was all that I had
Hope was a letter I never could send
Well love was a country we couldn't defend

And through the carnival we watch them go round and round
All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns

Well you were a magazine, I was a plain jane
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain
Love to just get into some of your stories
Me and all of my plain jane glory
Just me and all of my plain jane glory

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: GREGORY ALAN ISAKOV

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About “Big Black Car”

Isakov is in love with a gal who is going through heartbreak with a different man. Isakov followed this relationship very closely because he was in love with the girl and was there to comfort her after her rough break up. However, the girl only thinks of him as a friend.

As time goes by Isakov supports the girl through more heartbreak and bad relationships, minding his own business, but knows he could treat the girl much much better.

His opportunity to confess his love is coming to a close as Isakov feels as if he is not as good as the girl which makes speaking up even harder.

Finally, he is too late and is nostalgic about the times he was close with her and got to spend time with her.



calicoqueen

You were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
I was there when the rain tapped her way down you face
You were a miracle... I was just holdin' your space

Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
The past, she is haunted, the future is laced
Heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car
Swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own

And through the glass, the corn crows come like rain
They won't stay, they won't stay
For too long now

This could be all that we know...
Of love and all.

Well you were a dancer, I was a rag
The song in my head, well was all that I had
Hope was a letter I never could send
Love was a country we couldn't defend.

And through the carnival we watch them go round and round
All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns

Well you were a magazine, I was a plane jane
Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain
Love to just get into one of your stories
Just me and all of my plane jane glory



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Christian H

If you're going to search this song on google I recommend you typing out the whole song title

Myron The Mage

😆

Jenny Harris

LOL!!!

Martin Sloan

Google never ever would suggest the other big black word you ignorant 😄

Andian

Lol

Luck Adversa

ahahahah

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Gar Nichz

that soooong!

smithy bhoyy

Don't know why I love your comment so much had a hard night n this was just wht I was needing life's mad init lol

A Aa

I want to dance barefoot with someone I love with this in the background.

Joseph Pistone

me too :)

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