And cars roll down assembly lines,
There was a time when things were great
And no one saw the warning signs.
They ruled the roost, they held the heights,
Their names meant power, strong and free,
Who could have dreamt that harm would ever come
To those they called “Big Three”?
‘Twas GM, Ford and Chrysler, too,
The titans of a golden age,
When T-Birds, tailfins, muscle cars
All strutted proudly on the stage.