Some songs, no matter how many decades pass, still pierce the heart as if they were brand new. Fast Car was originally Tracy Chapman’s timeless hit in 1988, but when Luke Combs sang it again, a whole new generation saw their own reflections within the lyrics.

A simple dream
The song tells the story of a young soul longing to escape the cycle of poverty and reach for a better tomorrow. Inside that worn-out car lies the belief that leaving is enough to change everything.

When Luke Combs retells the story
With his deep and unpolished country voice, Luke doesn’t just revive the song—he transforms it into a heartfelt confession. His rendition paints the picture of countless working-class Americans, carrying unfinished dreams but still driving their own “fast cars” toward hope.

The enduring power of music
Fast Car proves how music transcends time. When Tracy Chapman wrote it, she could never have imagined that, more than three decades later, Luke Combs would bring it to an entirely new audience—people also searching for a reason to believe in everyday life.

🎵 Suggested listening: Luke Combs – Fast Car (live version hits even deeper).

You got a fast carAnd I want a ticket to anywhereMaybe we make a dealMaybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is betterStarting from zero, got nothing to loseMaybe we’ll make somethingMe, myself, I got nothing to prove
You got a fast carAnd I got a plan to get us out of hereBeen working at the convenience storeManaged to save just a little bit of money
Won’t have to drive too farJust across the border and into the cityAnd you and I can both get jobsFinally, see what it means to be living
See, my old man’s got a problemHe lived with the bottle, that’s the way it isSaid his body’s too old for workingHis body’s too young to look like his
So, Mama went off and left himShe wanted more from life than he could giveI said, “Somebody’s got to take care of him”So, I quit school and that’s what I did
You got a fast carIs it fast enough so we could fly away?Still gotta make a decisionLeave tonight, or live and die this way
So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your carSpeed so fast, I felt like I was drunkCity lights laid out before usAnd your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulderAnd I, I had a feeling that I belongedI, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast carWe go cruising, entertain ourselvesYou still ain’t got a jobSo I work in the market as a checkout girl
I know things will get betterYou’ll find work and I’ll get promotedAnd we’ll move out of the shelterBuy a bigger house, live in the suburbs
So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your carSpeed so fast, I felt like I was drunkCity lights lay out before usAnd your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulderAnd I, I had a feeling that I belongedI, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast carI got a job that pays all our billsYou stay out drinking late at the barSee more of your friends than you do of your kids
I’d always hoped for betterThought maybe together you and me’d find itI got no plans, I ain’t going nowhereTake your fast car and keep on driving
So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your carSpeed so fast, I felt like I was drunkCity lights lay out before usAnd your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulderAnd I, I had a feeling that I belongedI, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast carIs it fast enough, so we could fly away?You still gotta make a decisionLeave tonight, or live and die this way

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