Rural Dictionary

The Car

“Boy, I'd love to have that car,"
I whispered to my Dad
"I've always heard a mustang flies”
We could fix it up and make it new again
All it needs, is just a little time

Daddy’s hardly ever home

Since Momma passed away
He's always workin' overtime
I know that he could not afford to buy that car
Even though, he'd love to make it mine

But It's not the car that I'm needing
Just a chance to be with him
I know that once these days roll past us
They will never come again

So little time, and we spend way too much apart
There would always be a part of us
Together in that car

Finally let go of that dream

And the time we could have shared
It was a distant memory
Until last fall a call came sayin' Dad was gone
Could I come quick, he left a note for me

Buried Dad right next to Mom
Up on Crowley's Ridge
And there I said my last goodbyes
I opened up the note, and found a set of keys
"Here's your car son, I hope it flies"

But it’s not the car that you're needing
Just my chance to be with you
I hope you understand I always did
The best that I could do

So little time, and we spent way too much apart
Now there will always be a part of us
Together in that car

Yes, there will always be a part of us
Together in that car