Dear Dad lyrics
Song information
Artist: Chuck Berry Album: Chuck Berry In London
Lyrics
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 as well be walking As to drive this old ford
Almost everytime I try To go and pass a truck If I ain't goin' down hill Dad, I'm, out of luck And even if I get by It's still a rugged risk The way this old ford Keep a hitting and a miss
Last week when I was driving On my way to school I almost got a ticket 'Bout a freeway traffic rule It's now a violation Driving under forty-five And if I push to fifty This here ford will nosedive
Dad, I'm in great danger Out here trying to drive The way this ford wiggles When I'm approaching forty-five/ I have to nurse it along Like a little stubborn pup 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 now I tried to hook another To see if I'd do a little good But ain't no place to put it 'Less I perforate the hood
Well dad, send the money See what I can see Try to find a cadillac A sixty-two or three Just something that won't worry us To keep it on the road Sincerely, your beloved son Henry junior ford
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