Ford Fairlane Lyrics

Dust on the dashboard, rust on the back door
Daddy paid cash for that old four door
Ford Fairlane

Bottle on the floor board, butts in the ashtray
Where he sat and talked to momma, after she passed away
Sittin’ on some good years, parked there in the driveway
He just let it go

Hand carved minnow hanging from a cane pole
Layin’ in the trunk, in 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,
and momma said
“I guess he’s got the hang of it”
Until now I didn’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 missin’ off the radio
It’s lost its gloss and candy apple shine
The ink is faded on the “For Sale” sign
The only driver that car ever owned
First million dollars takes it home

The three on the tree was tough
My feet barely reached the clutch
But daddy 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 that me and Becky lost it
16 when I stole those keys
I guess he’d been where we’ve been
Cause he just let it go

(Chorus)

Dust on the dashboard, rust on the back door
Wouldn’t take a million dollars for
That old four door
Ford Fairlane

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