Hi guys
I've recognised my song writings went through a bit of a dark period so a light hearted rock song
Music will be put to this shortly
Old Red Ford
Look at you in your tight blue jeans
With your eyes full of fire and mystery
A heart of gold between a bottle of beer and a rosary
Sitting in a bar in Nashville, Tenessee when I saw you
I was resting my feet and resting my soul
Before I took the wheel of my old cherry red Ford
I know you don't believe in god or nothing like that
All I really need is for you to believe in me
I ain't got no faith because I'm tired of running
And never looking back I've been a runaway
Since I was 16 years old I was a badboy
A black sheep and I was running from the law
In my old cherry red Ford
I guess it's kinda obvious that I ain't no saint
You say your an angel but who your trying to kid
If that were true you wouldn't be round my place
With your sunday dress bundled up somewhere on my floor
Looks like were prisoners of love its just the same
Let's go for a ride in my old cherry red Ford
My grandmother always said
Wherever I plants my seeds is where my garden grows
Now I think its time to settle down because
The light she shines has redefined my whole beliefs
Looks like a beat up punk like me can love after all
Perhaps it's time I passed down my old cherry Ford