[00:00.00] 作曲 : Feller[00:05.82]Well, if you're one of the millions who own one of them gas-drinking, piston-clinking, air-polluting, smoke-belching, four-wheeled buggies from Detroit City, then pay attention. I'm about to sing your song son.[00:16.92]Well, I'm not a man appointed judge[00:28.17]To bear ill-will and hold a grudge[00:30.03]But I think it's time I said me a few choice words[00:33.84]All about that demon automobile[00:36.24]A metal box with the polyglass wheel[00:38.31]The end result to a dream of Henry Ford[00:41.82]Well I've got a car that's mine alone[00:44.31]That me and the finance company own[00:46.20]A ready-made pile of manufactured grief[00:49.86]And if I ain't out of gas in the pouring rain[00:52.29]I'm a-changin' a flat in a hurricane[00:54.27]I once spent three days lost on a cloverleaf[00:58.02]Well it ain't just the smoke and the traffic jam[01:00.36]That makes me the bitter fool I am[01:02.19]But this four-wheel buggy is[01:03.48]A-dollaring me to death[01:06.27]For gas and oils and fluids and grease[01:08.43]And wires and tires and anti freeze[01:10.35]And them accessories[01:11.49]Well honey, that's something else[01:13.77]Well you can get a stereo tape and a color TV[01:16.29]Get a back-seat bar and reclining seats[01:18.69]And just pay once a month, like you do your rent[01:22.14]Well I figured it up and over a period of time[01:24.48]This four thousand dollar car of mine[01:26.43]Costs fourteen thousand dollars[01:28.14]And ninety-nine cents, well now[01:30.63]{Chorus}:[01:30.84]Lord Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see[01:34.26]What your simple horseless carriage has become[01:38.37]Well it seems your contribution to man[01:40.89]To say the least, got a little out of hand[01:42.78]Well Lord Mr. Ford what have you done[01:54.66]Now the average American father and mother[01:56.94]Own one whole car and half another[01:59.19]And I bet that half a car is a[02:00.57]Trick to buy, don't you[02:02.70]But the thing that amazes me, I guess[02:05.13]Is the way we measure a man's success[02:07.02]By the kind of automobile he can afford to buy[02:09.66]Well now, red light, green light, traffic cop[02:13.35]Right turn, no turn, must turn, stop[02:15.39]Get out the credit card honey, we're out of gas[02:18.99]Well now, all the cars placed end to end[02:21.24]Would reach to the moon and back again[02:23.52]And there'd probably be some[02:24.60]Fool pull out to pass[02:26.82]Well now, how I yearn for the good old days[02:29.55]Without that carbon monoxide haze[02:31.59]A-hanging over the roar of the interstate[02:34.98]Well if the Lord that made the moon and stars[02:37.56]Would have meant for me and you to have cars[02:39.63]He'd have seen that we was all born[02:41.10]With a parking space[02:48.39]{Chorus}[02:59.64]Come away with me Lucille[03:03.60]In my smoking, choking automobile