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Here's 2 of the oldest on Edison cylinder records.
"The Little Ford that Rambled Right Along" by Murray "In the Back Seat of My Old Ford" unk |
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Join Date: May 2010
Location: Norway
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Kent sings A-V8 Boogie in Las Vegas. Hope this is appropriate.
great lyrics. http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=kwwp-_4NdLY |
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You are never to old to enjoy your childhood. Forty1fordpickup on the HAMB. |
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Join Date: Nov 2013
Location: Prescott, AZ
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Lanny's list number 21 but not the same artist.
HOT ROD RACE (written by George Wilson) Arkie Shibley & His Mountain Dew Boys - 1950 Now me and my wife and my brother Joe, took off in my Ford from San Pedro. We hadn't much gas 'n' the tires was low, but the doggone Ford could really go. Now along about the middle of the night, we were rippin' along like white folks might, when a Mercury behind he blinked his lights, and he honked his horn and he flew outside. We had twin pipes and a Columbia butt, you people may think that I'm in a rut, but to you folks who don't dig the jive, that's two carburetors and an overdrive. We made grease spots outta many good town, and left the cops heads spinnin' round 'n' round. They wouldn't chase, they'd run and hide, but me and that Mercury stayed side by side. Now we were Ford men and we likely knew, that we would race until somethin' blew, and we thought it over, now, wouldn't you? I looked down at my lovely bride, her face was blue, I thought she'd died. We left streaks through towns about forty feet wide, but me and that Mercury stayed side by side. My brother was pale, he said he was sick, he said he was just a nervous wreck. But why should I worry, for what the heck, me and that Mercury was still neck-and-neck. Now on through the deserts we did glide, a-flyin' low and a-flyin' wide, me an' that Mercury was a-takin' a ride, and we stayed exactly side by side. Now I looked in my mirror and I saw somethin' comin', I thought it was a plane by the way it was a-runnin'. It was a-hummin' along at a terrible pace, and I knew right then it was the end of the race. When it flew by us, I turned the other way, the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say, for it was a kid, in a hopped up Model-A.
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Nothing wrong with it except for the name on the front. Alex Last edited by Bolts; 04-05-2014 at 09:33 PM. |
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Keep 'em comin".
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Prof. Henry (The Roaming Gnome) ![]() "It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” *Ursula K. Le Guin in The Left Hand of Darkness |
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Join Date: Dec 2010
Location: Gold Coast , Australia
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What a great thread Guys,
What about this one ? Although its not about a Flathead V8! My wife collects old stuff, I guess that's why Im here. LOL |
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Join Date: Sep 2013
Location: Rangiora,New Zealand
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Dig that Ford; Doug Harden, Ford V8;Honey Boy Allen, A-V8 Boogie; Jack Barrymore, Little Forty Ford;Leon Smith, Spinner Hubcaps;Pat Davis, '32 Ford;Piltdown Five, V8 Ford;Willie Love
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Join Date: Mar 2012
Location: Near Dallas
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This song ain't about ford, but as a detroit kid I always liked it. Its edgy and science fiction and would probably turn some of your hair white, but ...
"Red Barchetta" My uncle has a country place That no one knows about He says it used to be a farm Before the Motor Law And on Sundays I elude the eyes And hop the Turbine Freight To far outside the Wire Where my white-haired uncle waits Jump to the ground As the Turbo slows to cross the borderline Run like the wind As excitement shivers up and down my spine Down in his barn My uncle preserved for me an old machine For fifty odd years To keep it as new has been his dearest dream I strip away the old debris That hides a shining car A brilliant red Barchetta From a better vanished time I fire up the willing engine Responding with a roar Tires spitting gravel I commit my weekly crime Wind In my hair Shifting and drifting Mechanical music Adrenaline surge... Well-weathered leather Hot metal and oil The scented country air Sunlight on chrome The blur of the landscape Every nerve aware Suddenly ahead of me Across the mountainside A gleaming alloy air car Shoots towards me, two lanes wide I spin around with shrieking tires To run the deadly race Go screaming through the valley As another joins the chase Drive like the wind Straining the limits of machine and man Laughing out loud with fear and hope I've got a desperate plan At the one-lane bridge I leave the giants stranded at the riverside Race back to the farm To dream with my uncle at the fireside "Rush ", may be an acquired taste, but here is a link. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAvQSkK8Z8U |
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Join Date: Mar 2012
Location: Near Dallas
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here is another favorite and it is ford flathead...
RY COODER "Flathead One More Time" Three o'clock this morning I woke up in a dream Thought I heard a flat-head motor roar thought I smelled gasoline A feeling came upon me that I ain't had in years Something like a hot dry wind whistling past my ears Sayin time time time is all you got There's a memory that's still burning way down in my mind And that's why I'm going out and try a flathead one more time I ain't seen my racing buddies in thirty years or more One by one I lost them out on the dry lake floor We liked to push those flat head cars as hard as they could go Just like old Whisky Bob down on thunder road I hear their voices calling just across the finish line And that's why I'm going out and try a flathead one more time I'll get back to you baby don't you have no fear 'Cause I been there and I wrecked that and baby I'm still here But I can't take you with me when I cross the finish line And that's why I'm going out and try a flathead one more time |
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