Dear Dad (Single Version)

Written by：Chuck Berry

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