Ford Fairlane

Dust on the dash board, rust on the back door Daddy paid cash for that ol' four-door Ford Fairline Bottle on the floorboard, butts in the ashtray Where he sat and talked to mamma after she passed away Sittin' on some good years, parked in the driveway He just let it go Handcarved minnow, haggin' from a cane pole Layin' in the trunk, case we passed a hole we had to fish Crack in the window, where dad pitched me one soft and low Had to duck his head, mamma said i guess he's got the hang of it now Until now I did't know why he never got that window fixed He just let it go The carburetor needs a kit The driver's side visor's ripped It's getting a little hard to shift And the knobs are missing off the radio It's lost its glossy candy apple shine The ink has faded ont he for sale sign The only dirver that car ever owned The first million dollars takes it home The three on the tree was tough My feet barely reached the clutch but Daddy'd let me fire it up Back it out and pull it in Dent in the fender, sin in the seat where I found the pin that fell from her hair The night me and Becky lost it Sixteen when I stole those keys I guess he'd been where we'd been 'Caue he just let it go The carburetor needs a kit The driver's side visor's ripped It's getting a little hard to shift And the knobs are missing off the radio It's lost its glossy candy apple shine The ink has faded ont he for sale sign The only dirver that car ever owned The first million dollars takes it home Dust ont he dashboard, rust on the back door I wouldn't take a million dollars fot that ol' four-door Ford Fairlane