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saw a hot chick that really looked right

I?m draggin?, draggin? down Main once more
With a peroxide blonde in a hopped up model Ford
Yeah, I'm
got a fringe front on my buggy
I got a frisky little colt in a hurry
And a pretty little black-eyed Suzie by, by, by my side

Well she sure knows how
By betting on the land of the free
Yeah the USA is here for you and 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.
you better make it soon

You can reach me by caravan, 
Cross the desert like an Arab man yeah
I don't care how you get here, 
Just get here if you
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
It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt forty-five and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee 

He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
I'm gonna get my 32-20, my baby she ridin' around in a
V8 Ford
Lord, I'm gonna get my 32-20, my little girl ridin'
Around in a V8 Ford
Well, you
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
the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel
It was back in '32 when times were hard
He had a Colt forty-five and a deck of cards
Stagger Lee 

He wore rat-drawn shoes and an old stetson hat
Colt ford, tell 'em how we roll
Short skirts, chrome, and dirt
Long legs, pony kegs
Loving on a tailgate
Friday night, I can't wait

It's just some
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
She was sitting crossed legged on a hood of a ford
Filing down her nails with a emery board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
somebody to care

(Somebody to care) they drove all night
(Somebody to care) yeah the miles rolled by
They talked and joked and laughed and cried
here

I don't care I need you 
Right here right now
I need you right here right now
Right by my side 
Yeah yeah yeah yeah 

You can reach me
She was sitting cross-legged on a hood of a Ford
Filing down her nails with a emory board
Talking to her friends about people they knew
And all
a monument to Henry Ford
Brought to you by Eastern Mountain
Appalachian Roadside Modern Art, yeah, modern art

So bring your car to West Virginia
Buy your own
on the tailgate
Been doin' this for some years, y'all so late (so late!)
Bangin' OutKast and a little George Strait
Hot damn, Colt Ford back with Bubba K

Country
turn and wave as I drive by

Chorus

Yeah, Texas came out beautiful, why not keep her that way?
yeah 

Well, the Caddy's rollin' and going 'bout ninety-five
Well, the Caddy's rollin' and going 'bout ninety-five
Well, me and my Ford, we're right
yeah 

Well, the Caddy's rollin' and going 'bout ninety-five
Well, the Caddy's rollin' and going 'bout ninety-five
Well, me and my Ford, we're right
Yeah Mustang take me
Mustang Ford take me far away
Been driving for days now
Been driving to take the pain away
Gotta get some love now
Love