I was thinking back to the first time we met Over plangent chords in a sad vignette You were waving goodbye in a cherry red corvette And your lips were too Cherry red that is, with the sky so blue It was almost mean and your eyes were too So blue that is, now I am too And my heart burns cherry red for you
Now my heart burns cherry red for you Like a fire of beech wood, the saw don't like it But you get some cut, one match will strike it And the embers glow till the wee small hours When the old seems almost new That's when my heart burns cherry red for you
It was cherry red with custom flames At the hot rod show when the Kingsmen came And that bass guitar, it rattled my frame and it shook you too The corvette was Big Daddy Roth's design Get your picture for a dollar and have it signed First you got yours then I got mine And my heart burned cherry red for you
Now my heart burns cherry red for you Like a fire of beech wood, the saw don't like it But you get some cut, one match will strike it And the embers glow till the wee small hours When the old seems almost new That's when my heart burns cherry red for you
That's when my heart burns cherry red My heart burns cherry red That's when my heart burns cherry red for you
Now that fake blue sky, it sure looks real Like you were goin' to California to make a deal With the God of youth, with the man of steel Waving toodle-oo
Now if I was young, I might track you down But this old picture is all I found Now my bones are shakin', my teeth are ground down And my heart burns cherry red for you
Now my heart burns cherry red for you Like a fire of beech wood, the sun don't like it But you get some cut, one match will strike it And the embers glow till the wee small hours When the old seems almost new That's when my heart burns cherry red That's when my heart burns cherry red That's when my heart burns cherry red for you
Compositor: John R Hiatt (Hiatt John) ECAD: Obra #2908082