Bobby Pinson - Ford fairlane

^CDust on the dash board, ^Frust on the back door ^CDaddy paid cash for that ^Gol' four-door Ford Fairline ^CBottle on the floorboard, ^Fbutts in the ashtray ^CWhere he sat and talked to mamma ^Gafter she passed away ^FSittin' on some good years, ^Cparked in the ^Adriveway ^CHe just ^Glet it ^Cgo ^{F G}

^CHandcarved minnow, ^Fhangin' from a cane pole Layin' ^Cin the trunk ready to go, in case we ^Gpassed a hole we had to fish ^CCrack in the window, where Dad ^Fpitched me one soft and low Had to ^Cduck his head, and mamma said "I ^Gguess he's got the hang of it" ^FUntil now I did't know why he ^Cnever got that ^Awindow fixed ^CHe just ^Glet it ^Cgo

The ^Gcarburetor ^Cneeds a kit The ^Fdriver's side ^Cvisor's ripped It's ^Ggetting a little ^Chard to shift And the ^Fknobs are missing off the ^Gradio It's ^Glost its glossy ^Ccandy apple shine The ^Fink has faded on the ^Cfor sale sign The ^Gonly driver that car ever ^Fowned First million ^Gdollars takes it ^Chome (F-G-C-F-G)

^CThe three on the tree was tough My ^Ffeet barely reached the clutch but ^CDaddy'd let me fire it up and ^Gback it out and pull it in ^CDent in the fender, ^Fsin in the seat where I ^Cfound the pin that fell from her hair The ^Gnight me and Becky lost it ^FSixteen when I stole those keys I ^Cguess he'd been where ^Awe'd been 'Cause ^Che just ^Glet it ^Cgo - Chorus ^CDust on the dashboard, ^Frust on the back door I wouldn't ^Ctake a million dollars for that ^Gol' four-door Ford Fairlane ^C