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Eating fried chicken and guitar picking. Crank it up Hey, do you like the way Colt Ford Is thumpin' got your stereo pumping. Hey, do you like
Big tall man standing in the street Gun hanging on by his side Just one man that he'd like to meet That's when I began to hide I recognized him from
Big tall man standing in the street Gun hanging on by his side Just one man that he'd like to meet That's when I began to hide I recognized him
night I get to play music For the greatest fans in the whole wide world And I'm a keep on doin' what Colt Ford does Cause that's all I know how to do
Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford I just came here to do a little song for y'all, 'Bout where I come from, the way I see it I
Dear Dad, don't get mad, What I'm asking for Is by the next semester Can I get another car ? This one here is sick'ning On a wide dual road. I might
the woods With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good Lord I'ma tell you we're doin' it just right Got my Playboy bunny right by my side This is me
Old Blue Ford Music & Lyrics by Delma Carl Suggs The paint is faded On this old mottled skin, With bubbles of rust Pushing up from within.
Down the road where the black top ends, You can find Colt Ford with all his friends, We're used to gravel roads, and fishin' with cane poles,
yee-haw and then we saddle up You thought your boy Colt Ford was just a country clown That bails hay all day and don't know how to get down Ain't none
hey, hey, park that Deere Come out and play, kick that tire Wipe my perspire 'Cause my whole life is hey Growin' like wheat Stick out your teeth
hey, park that Deere Come out and play, kick that tire Wipe my perspire 'Cause my whole life is hey Growin' like wheat Stick out your teeth Playin'
to know all I wanna do is Find out a little bit more I don’t wanna waste that moon And the heat on the hood of this Ford I don’t wanna talk anymore I don’t
conflicting questions rise around my brain Should I order cyanide or order champagne Oh, what is this sudden jolt I feel like a frightened colt Just hit by
I’ll be your honey bee, ‘cause, girl, I think that I need you now. So shake that thing, ‘cause I’m in the zone, what I think about is get you home. My
cousins A toast to the West, Courtesy of the South, Brought to ya by Colt Ford, people all aboard. It’s the Midnight Rider, call me Baby Bocephus For
on true love I've been fooled by the devil But Lord I'm listening now It's not that I didn't have love in my life I had a different love every night
replaced by a 1958 Model T-bird Ford. Baby said where you want to go, I said I don't know, maybe Mexico anywhere where tequila flows is alright with me.
the tractor rut Which eventually pulled out the Ford Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck ?cept the big old four by hutterite truck We
the Ford Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck ?cept the big old four by hutterite truck We all thought ?lord are we in luck!? But he wouldn?t
you know that I love you And day by day my love grows Here's' where I stand, I gotta be your man I don't care if we're from two different worlds But
We cut 'em all Jack, if it flies it dies We cut 'em all Jack, country's how we live our lives They call me Colt Ford A redneck boy from down in
conflicting questions rise Around in my brain Should I order cynanide or order champagne? Oh, what is this sudden jolt? I feel like a frightened colt Just hit
Staring down the barrel of a colt 45 I'm feeling mad suicidal, so I think I'm gonna drive Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes Demons got me
Staring down the barrel of a colt forty five (five) I'm feeling mad suicidal, so I think I'm gonna drive (drive) Everything is hazy and I can't see