Steve Wariner '48 Ford lyrics

IT'S GOT A WINDOW BUSTED SCRAPED AND RUSTED BUT IT'S BEAUTIFUL TO ME
AND WHEN IT'S FLATHEAD ROARED THOSE RUNNING BOARDS SAW MILES OF HISTORY
I SEE THE GUN RACK AND HEAR THE CRACK OF MY OL PUMP 22
THAT KEPT ALL THE RABBITS RUNNING FROM POST TO IDALU

ONE AFTERNOON IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNE WE WERE PICKNICKING AT THE LAKE
WE WERE WATCHING A COUPLE OF TEEN-AGE BOYS TEMPT THE HANDS OF FATE
WHEN ONE WENT DOWN DADDY QUICKLY FOUND HIS ROPE INSIDE THE DOOR
THAT BOY GOT A SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE IN THE BED OF OUR '48 FORD

AND WHEN THE SUNDAY MORNING SUN CAME UP THAT PICK UP TRUCK WOULD ROLL
MAMMA SAID THAT THAT OLD PREACHERS' WORDS WAS MEDICINE FOR OUR SOUL
I WAS WITH MY DAD WHEN HE GOT NOW HE'S GONE TO HIS REWARD
BUT HE LEFT TWO TONS OF MEMORIES IN THE SHAPE OF A '48 FORD


WELL IT'D SEEN SOME YEARS WHEN WE GOT IT NOW IT'S A SILENT OLD ANTIQUE
BUT ALL THOSE PICTURES COME TO LIFE WHEN I'M SITTING IN THAT SEAT
I REMEMBER WELL MY FIRST KISS BEHIND THE HARDWARE STORE
AS A YOUNG MAN I WAS SHIFTING GEARS IN THE CAB OF THAT '48 FORD

AND WHEN THE SUNDAY MORNING SUN CAME UP THAT PICK UP TRUCK WOULD ROLL
MAMMA SAID THAT THAT OLD PREACHERS' WORDS WAS MEDICINE FOR OUR SOUL
I WAS WITH MY DAD WHEN HE GOT NOW HE'S GONE TO HIS REWARD
BUT HE LEFT TWO TONS OF MEMORIES IN THE SHAPE OF A '48 FORD