Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry
[Verse 1]
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 sickning on a wide dual road
I might as well be walking as to drive this old Ford
Almost every time I try to go and pass a truck
If I ain't going downhill, 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
[Verse 2]
Last week when I was driving on my way to school
I almost got a ticket about 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
[Verse 3]
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 it'd do a little good
But isn't no place to put it unless I perforate the hood
So 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
Dear Dad was written by Chuck Berry.
Dear Dad was produced by Phil Chess & Leonard Chess.