Fiddlin' John Carson — My Ford Sedan

Papa bought him a great big nanny goat; The doggone goat and it et tin cans Wasn't very long around our home The doggone goat found a Ford sedan Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along Give it a little oil, little water and gas Wasn't a thing on the road that Ford couldn't pass Let out the clutch, took my foot off the brake; The next thing it passed was a Cadillac eight Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along Road was muddy and a-pourin' down rain Had a head-on collision with a Southern train; Smashed my radiator, blowed out my tires; Didn't need nothin' but a little piece of wirе Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along Ha, ha, hablow your horn; Thе doggone Ford just a-rattled right along I rode down South and I run into the sand; Couldn't a thing pull through but my Ford sedan Filled her up with Woco Pep; The damned old thing's been a-runnin' till yet Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along Ha, ha, hablow your horn; The doggone Ford just a-rattled right along