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[Verse 1]
Cm
Dear Dad, don't get mad, what I'm asking for
F
Is by the next semester can I get another car?
Cm F
This one here is sickning on a wide dual road
G N.C.
I might as well be walking as to drive this old Ford
Cm
Almost every time I try to go and pass a truck
F G
If I ain't going downhill, Dad, I'm, out of luck
Cm F
And even if I get by it's still a rugged risk
G N.C.
The way this old Ford keep a hitting and a miss
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Cm F Cm F G N.C.
[Verse 2]
Cm
Last week when I was driving on my way to school
F
I almost got a ticket about a freeway traffic rule
Cm F
It's now a violation driving under forty-five
G N.C.
And if I push to fifty this here Ford will nosedive
Cm
Dad, I'm in great danger out here trying to drive
F G
The way this Ford wiggles when I'm approaching forty-five
Cm F
I have to nurse it along like a little stubborn pup
G N.C.
And cars whizzing by me, Dad, look like I'm backing up
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Cm F Cm F G N.C.
[Verse 3]
Cm
She just don't have the appetite for gas somehow
F G
And Dad, I got four carburetors hooked up on it now
Cm F
I tried to hook another to see if it'd do a little good
G N.C.
But ain't no place to put it unless I perforate the hood
Cm
So Dad, send the money, see what I can see
F G
Try to find a Cadillac, a sixty-two or three
Cm F
Just something that won't worry us to keep it on the road
G N.C. Cm
Sincerely, your beloved son, Henry Junior Ford
