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And cars whizzing by me,
Dad, look like I'm backing up.

She just don't have the appetite
For gas somehow,
And Dad, I got four carburetors
Hooked up on it
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
and she's kind
And she tells me that she's mine all mine, now
Ain't that lovin', ain't that livin'
Ain't that half the fun of givin'

Nothing's too good
seen alotta things in my life time, that's why I walk the line, 
I'm just a simple man, and I ain't in the things for cheep thrills, 
But all my scars
you know what I thinks
That we toast to the old days and DiMaggio too
And old Drysdale and Mantle, Whitey Ford and to you

Oh, you know, the old
ought to be a little price to pay
For treatin' a man and his dog that way

She kicked my dog and slammed the door
Stole my heart and my brand new Ford
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
Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that
Stagger Lee 

His woman threw him out in the ice and snow
And told him, "Never ever come back no more."
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
music
Special mystery of music tragically
Exchanging slaves for majesties
Modern waves of tragedy
Packing a two piece colt pair of shoots
A shiny
for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen Ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits
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
Had a '28 Ford, had payments on that
Stagger Lee 

His woman threw him out in the ice and snow
And told him, "Never ever come back no more."
looking for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I was nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen Ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits
again
And there'd probably be some
Fool pull out to pass
Well now, how I yearn for the good old days
Without that carbon monoxide haze
A-hanging over
long but now that I know I believe
All that I do or say all that I ever will be
Too far and too high and too deep ain't too much to be
Too much ain't
the hill
I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's
the hill
I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's
the hill
I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's
\"You're right it's getting late
You and me got work to do
We can't be burning daylight too

She took down the long lead rope 
And stayed off that
My old man worked twenty years on the line
And they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I
you got on the hook

With that low smokey voice I can she her Lord
Breakin' up fights over Chevys and Fords
With that motherly broomstick logic
No
through the picture window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her ford mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
But the freak,
.
The Cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five,
She's bumper to bumper rollin' side by side.

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
head and I have to wonder
How we ever made it through that
Girl tonight you're takin' me back
There's a road and a restless wind
Ain't it good