| The night before I turned 16
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| I knew better than to dream
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| Of waking up to shiny chrome and steel
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| 'Cause Dad had made it clear that we
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| Weren’t like the neighbors down the street
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| Who bought there son a brand new set of wheels
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| When morning came I was shocked
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| Looked out in the drive and saw
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| A red ribbon wrapped 'round daddy’s old blue ford
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| Well I thought he must be kidding me
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| But when he handed me the keys
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| He proudly smiled and said «Son, she’s all yours»
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| It’ll get you where you’re goin'
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| It’ll take you where you need to be
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| You know down through the years son it’s been faithful to me
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| I know it don’t look like much
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| It’s old and a little beat up
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| But there’s peace of mind in knowing
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| It’ll get you where you’re goin'
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| Well at 18 like young men do
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| Took one last glance at my old room
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| Tears filled mama’s eyes the day I left
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| Dad didn’t have a dime to spare
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| But he showed me how much he cared
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| When he handed me his bible and he said
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| I know it don’t look like much
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| It’s old and a little beat up
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| But there’s peace of mind in knowing
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| It’ll get you where you’re goin' |