Red Ragtop

I was 20 and she was 18
 We were just about as wild as we were green in the ways of the world
 
 She'd pick me up in that red ragtop
 We were free of the folks and hiding from the cops on a summer night
 Running all the red lights
 And we'd park way out in a clearing in a grove
 And the night was as hot as a coal-burning stove
 We were cooking with gas, knew it had to last
 In the back of that red ragtop
 She said, "Please don't stop"
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 Well, the very first time her mother met me
 Her green-eyed girl had been a mother-to-be for two weeks
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 I was out of a job and she was in school
 And life was fast and the world was cruel
 We were young and wild
 We decided not to have a child
 So we did what we did and we tried to forget
 And we swore up and down there would be no regrets in the morning light
 But on the way home that night
 On the back of that red ragtop
 She said, "Please don't stop loving me"
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 We took one more trip around the sun
 But it was all make-believe in the end
 No, I can't say where she is today
 I can't remember who I was back then
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 Well, you do what you do and you pay for your sins
 And there's no such thing as what might have been
 That's a waste of time, drive you out of your mind
 I was stopped at a red light just yesterday beside a young girl in a cabriolet
 And her eyes were green, and I was in an old scene
 I was back in that red ragtop
 On the day she stopped loving me
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 I was back in that red ragtop
 On the day she stopped loving me