Bobby Pinson Ford Fairlane Lyrics

Ford Fairlane Lyrics

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