Dear Dad

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[Verse 1]
Cm
Dear Dad, don't get mad, what I'm asking for
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Is by the next semester can I get another car?
Cm                             F
This one here is sickning on a wide dual road
  G N.C.
I might as well be walking as to drive this old Ford
Cm
Almost every time I try to go and pass a truck
                           F                G
If I ain't going downhill, Dad, I'm, out of luck
    Cm                    F
And even if I get by it's still a rugged risk
    G N.C.
The way this old Ford keep a hitting and a miss

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[Verse 2]
Cm
Last week when I was driving on my way to school
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I almost got a ticket about a freeway traffic rule
     Cm                      F
It's now a violation driving under forty-five
    G N.C.
And if I push to fifty this here Ford will nosedive
Cm
Dad, I'm in great danger out here trying to drive
                                     F               G
The way this Ford wiggles when I'm approaching forty-five
  Cm                            F
I have to nurse it along like a little stubborn pup
    G N.C.
And cars whizzing by me, Dad, look like I'm backing up

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[Verse 3]
    Cm
She just don't have the appetite for gas somehow
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And Dad, I got four carburetors hooked up on it now
  Cm                                   F
I tried to hook another to see if it'd do a little good
   G N.C.
But ain't no place to put it unless I perforate the hood
   Cm
So Dad, send the money, see what I can see
                          F            G
Try to find a Cadillac, a sixty-two or three
     Cm                               F
Just something that won't worry us to keep it on the road
   G N.C.                                 Cm
Sincerely, your beloved son, Henry Junior Ford