Old Barracuda, down the dusty lane
Abandon their fear, gonna go insane
Put it in reverse, drive it 'round and 'round
While the gas last, 8-track sound
Engine on the ferry boat layin' down the beat
Pull the harps out, our souls to keep
We been dancin', people think we're crazy
That's how it was, y'all, in the days of hazy

We head south, put our thumbs out
Dream of the magic ride, what I'm talkin' 'bout
They don't gotta be beautiful, just so-so
But we need good tunes, ease our soul
We need a miracle, yeah, a miracle

That 1968, I was there, y'all
No thought of the future, how the dice would fall
Never could believe how the world be now
I'd even be here alive somehow
It's a miracle, yeah, a miracle
It's a miracle, yeah, a miracle

Old Barracuda in '68
Headin' down south, gotta get the heat
Old Barracuda in '68
Headin' down south, gotta get the heat
Old Barracuda in '68
Headin' down south, gotta get the heat
Old Barracuda in '68
Headin' down south, gotta get the heat