Il testo della Dear dad

Dear dad, don't get mad,
What i'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can i get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might as well be walking
As to drive this old ford.

Almost everytime i try
To go and pass a truck,
If i ain't goin' down hill,
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 a 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 stubborn 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 four 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.

Well 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