Dust on the dash board, rust on the back door   Daddy paid cash for that ol' four-door Ford Fairline   Bottle on the floorboard, butts in the ashtray   Where he sat and talked to mamma after she passed away   Sittin' on some good years, parked in the driveway   He just let it go      Handcarved minnow, haggin' from a cane pole   Layin' in the trunk, case we passed a hole we had to fish   Crack in the window, where dad pitched me one soft and low   Had to duck his head, mamma said i guess he's got the hang of it now   Until now I did't know why he never got that window fixed   He just let it go      The carburetor needs a kit   The driver's side visor's ripped   It's getting a little hard to shift   And the knobs are missing off the radio   It's lost its glossy candy apple shine   The ink has faded on the for sale sign   The only dirver that car ever owned   The first million dollars takes it home      The three on the tree was tough   My feet barely reached the clutch but   Daddy'd let me fire it up   Back it out and pull it in      Dent in the fender, sin in the seat where   I found the pin that fell from her hair   The night me and Becky lost it   Sixteen when I stole those keys   I guess he'd been where we'd been   'Caue he just let it go      The carburetor needs a kit   The driver's side visor's ripped   It's getting a little hard to shift   And the knobs are missing off the radio   It's lost its glossy candy apple shine   The ink has faded on the for sale sign   The only dirver that car ever owned   The first million dollars takes it home      dust on the dashboard, rust on the back door   wouldn't take a million dollars for that ol' four-door Ford Fairlane