The Little Ford Rambled Right Along

Now, Henry Jones and a pretty little queen
Took a ride one day in his big limousine
The car kicked up and the engine wouldn't crank
There wasn't any gas in the gasoline tank
About that time, along came Nort
And he rambled right along in his little old Ford
And he stole that queen as his engine sang his song
And his little old Ford just rambled right along

And his little old Ford, it rambled right along
And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
The gas burned out in the big machine
But the darn little Ford don't need gasoline
The big limousine had to back downhill
The blame little Ford is going up still
When she blows out a tire, just wrap it up with wire
And the little Ford will ramble right along

Now they ran over glass and they ran over nails
And they ran over pigs and puppy dog tails
They spotted a cop and they shot out of sight
They rambled all day and they rambled all night
They smashed up fences and telegraph poles
They bumped into ditches and deep chuck holes
They bumped into a preacher and the preacher took a ride
And the Ford rambled on with Johnny and his bride

And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
He swung around the corner and he bumped into a mule
And the darned old jackass kicked like a fool
He kicked and he kicked and he kicked the wheels
But he had to quit kicking to save his heels
When it runs out of dope, just fill it up with soap
And the little Ford will ramble right along

You can smash up the top and smash up the seat
You can twist it out of shape 'til both ends meet
Smash up the body and rip out a gear
Smash up the front and smash up the rear
Smash up the fender and rip off the tire
Smash up the lamps and cut out the wire
Throw in the clutch and then forget the juice
And the little old Ford will go to beat the deuce

And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
Now cut that out, you naughty tease
'Tis a left-hand driver and a right-hand squeeze
Patch it up with a piece of string
Spearmint gum, or any old thing
When the power gets sick, just hit it with a brick
And the little Ford will ramble right along

And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
And the little old Ford, it rambled right along
Now cut that out, you naughty tease
'Tis a left-hand driver and a right-hand squeeze
Patch it up with a piece of string
Spearmint gum, or any old thing
When the power gets sick, just hit it with a brick
And the little Ford will ramble right along