'52 ford

i hit the road in a '52 ford

a pack of matches

and a postcard on the dashboard

the sun was set

the gas gauge was low

and it was time to go

i met the girl at a juke joint on the fly

needed a friend the day my mother died

her place was hot and it smelled of sin

i guess when one life goes another begins

hey now

what you gonna do?

got a fiver in your pocket

and a switchblade in your boot

hey now what you gonna say

to make it go away?

i found the city by the mark on the stamp

studied it under the light of a hotel lamp

i found his work

i found their home

i waited until i knew she was alone

i didn't want the child to see life

i justified that it wounded my pride

my mind was set that no one could know

the girl had to go

hey now

what you gonna do?

got a fiver in your pocket

and a switchblade in your boot

hey now what you gonna say

to make it go away?

hey now

what you gonna do?

got a fiver in your pocket

and a switchblade in your boot

hey now what you gonna say

to make it go away?

light stumbled in

through a crack in the shades

reflected off of the edge of my blade

as i reached for the girl

with the knife in my hand

i thought i guess the kid deserves a chance"