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Lyrics by: Chuck Berry
# Debut Chart
95 Apr '65 Hot 100


Dear Dad, don't get mad What I'm asking for Is by the next semester Can I get another car

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This one here is sickening On a wide dual road I might as well be walking As to drive this old Ford Almost every time I try To go and pass a truck If I ain't going downhill 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 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 suffering 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 both 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 So 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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