Soon as I get my record straight
Put my money in a Ford V-8
Lord, and I ain't gonna walk no more
Drive into Charlotte from Baltimore
Park my Ford in Miss Etta Prince door
Lord, gonna play my radio
SOLO
Now, Pete and Frances lyin' in bed
Pete turned over and Frances said
Lord, she don't credit no more
SOLO
Now, soon as I get my record straight
Put my money in a Ford V-8
Lord, I ain't gonna pray no more
SOLO
Some pray to the altar, I pray at the gate
I start gearin' on the Ford V-8
Lord, and I sure won't pray no more
SOLO
Sue in Charleston, want to be convinced
Wished I'd married to Miss Etta Prince
And Lord, then I won't be lonesome no more
SOLO
Dave Harley and Booth Key settin' on a log
Hands on a trigger, eye on a hog
Lord, Jimmy ain't gonna credit no more
Some pray to the altar, I pray in the road
Ask God to give me John Henry Ford
Lord, I sure won't pray no more
SOLO
Some pray to the altar, I pray at the gate
Ask God to give me one of the Ford V-8
Lord, and I sure wouldn't want no more
SOLO
Some pray to the altar, I pray in the field
Ask God to give me an Oldsmobile
Lord, and I sure wouldn't want no more (SPOKEN: Tell the truth)
SOLO
Well, soon as I get my record straight
I'm gon' buy a Ford V-8
Lord, and I ain't gonna walk no more
I'll drive in Charlotte from the Baltimore
Park my Ford in Miss Etta Prince door
Lord, want to play my radio