Daddy's Oldsmobile - Hal Ketchum

My daddy bought this car before I was born

Sure like the radio, I love the horn

I love the great big shiny steerin' wheel

Here in my daddy’s Oldsmobile

Four kids can sure fill up a big back seat

They used to stop and get us something sweet

Now Mamma says: «Let's pray for one good meal.»

Here in my daddy’s Oldsmobile

Mama kisses us goodnight

Daddy reads his paper in the dashboard light

Crushes out his cigarette, says:

«Don't cry, honey, we ain’t beat yet.»

Another mornin' and we’re up and gone

Daddy says there’s work in San Antone

Two days of ridin', it ain’t no big deal

Here in my daddy’s Oldsmobile

Mama kisses us goodnight

Daddy reads his paper in the dashboard light

Crushes out his cigarette, says:

«Don't cry, honey, we ain’t beat yet.»

My daddy bought this car before I was born

Sure like the radio, I love the horn

I love the great big shiny steerin' wheel

Here in my daddy’s Oldsmobile

Here in my daddy’s Oldsmobile