| Song | Cherry Red |
| Artist | John Hiatt |
| Album | Same Old Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 tooAnd 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 the 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 foundNow my bones are shakin’, my teeth are ground down | |
| But my heart burns cherry red for you | |
| Yeah, 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 | |
| That’s when my heart burns cherry red | |
| That’s when my heart burns cherry red for you |
| 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 tooAnd 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 the 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 toodleoo | |
| Now if I was young | |
| I might track you down | |
| But this old picture is all | |
| I foundNow my bones are shakin', my teeth are ground down | |
| But my heart burns cherry red for you | |
| Yeah, 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 | |
| That' s when my heart burns cherry red | |
| That' s when my heart burns cherry red for you |
| 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 tooAnd 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 the 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 toodleoo | |
| Now if I was young | |
| I might track you down | |
| But this old picture is all | |
| I foundNow my bones are shakin', my teeth are ground down | |
| But my heart burns cherry red for you | |
| Yeah, 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 | |
| That' s when my heart burns cherry red | |
| That' s when my heart burns cherry red for you |