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Introduction:

“Buicks to the Moon,” a track from Alan Jackson’s 1996 album Everything I Love, showcases the singer’s unique blend of humor, romance, and classic country style. Written by Jackson in collaboration with Jim McBride, the song captures the playful side of love, as Jackson uses an imaginative metaphor of “driving Buicks to the moon” to convey an unbreakable bond and timeless devotion. The whimsical lyrics emphasize a promise of love lasting well beyond the usual limits, portraying the theme in a lighthearted, fun manner that complements Jackson’s laid-back musical style.

Everything I Love was Jackson’s sixth studio album and became a notable success in his career. It reached the top of Billboard’s Top Country Albums chart and achieved triple Platinum status, marking one of the high points in Jackson’s rise as a country icon during the ’90s. While the album spawned several chart-topping singles, “Buicks to the Moon” wasn’t released as a single. However, it remains beloved by fans for its relatable, nostalgic charm and its emblematic Alan Jackson sound that combines traditional country elements with a touch of honky-tonk.

The album’s success was bolstered by its diversity, featuring both humorous tracks and deeply emotional ballads, with “Buicks to the Moon” representing Jackson’s skill in balancing wit with sincere sentiment. Though it may not have received radio play, the song is often celebrated as a hidden gem within Jackson’s extensive discography and showcases the storytelling ability that defines his work.

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“Buicks To The Moon”

How long will I love you
I don’t really know
I’d like to think forever
Is how far we could go
So let me paint a picture
Of how it’s gonna be
The day you don’t mean everything to meWhen a nickel’s worth a dollar
And gold ain’t worth a dime
When they build a ship on waters that will take you back in time
When the stars have all been counted
And I stop lovin’ you
Honey they’ll be driving Buicks to the moon

Now you don’t have to worry
About what comes to pass
This old world may wear out
But my love’s gonna last
If they ever build that highway to the moon
I’ll just find something else to promise you

When a nickel’s worth a dollar
And gold ain’t worth a dime
When they build a ship on waters that will take you back in time
When the stars have all been counted
And I stop lovin’ you
Honey they’ll be driving Buicks to the moon

Oh when the stars have all be counted
And I stop lovin’ you
Honey they’ll be drivin’ Buicks to the moon