| Song | Beat Up Ford |
| Artist | Jack Ingram |
| Album | Young Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ingram | |
| A young man drivin' down a dusty road | |
| Like he's got somewhere to go | |
| Drivin' like he's got a destination | |
| Like he's somewhere to go in that beat up Ford | |
| See there was a time when he was a young lost soul | |
| He was chasin' butterflies and rainbows | |
| Til one day when he found his pot of gold | |
| In the words of the young man he turned old | |
| Chorus | |
| And the old man said | |
| You gotta have a good imagination | |
| If your gonna live the life of old | |
| He said you got to drive that Ford like its a stallion | |
| And you've got to wear your heart just like a gun | |
| The old man said | |
| The old man said | |
| The boy walked out with a new found hero | |
| The boy well he walked away a man | |
| And he said to himself that dusty day way down in Texas | |
| Well I'm never gonna walk this path again | |
| Chorus | |
| Cause the old man said | |
| You gotta have a good imagination | |
| If your gonna live the life of old | |
| He said you got to drive that Ford like its a stallion | |
| And you've got to wear your heart just like a gun | |
| The old man said | |
| The old man said | |
| The boy walked out he was dreaming of wild times | |
| With old cowboys and broke down cattle lines | |
| Now those fields are all but gone | |
| His hearts still free and he rides on | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said |
| zuo ci : Ingram | |
| A young man drivin' down a dusty road | |
| Like he' s got somewhere to go | |
| Drivin' like he' s got a destination | |
| Like he' s somewhere to go in that beat up Ford | |
| See there was a time when he was a young lost soul | |
| He was chasin' butterflies and rainbows | |
| Til one day when he found his pot of gold | |
| In the words of the young man he turned old | |
| Chorus | |
| And the old man said | |
| You gotta have a good imagination | |
| If your gonna live the life of old | |
| He said you got to drive that Ford like its a stallion | |
| And you' ve got to wear your heart just like a gun | |
| The old man said | |
| The old man said | |
| The boy walked out with a new found hero | |
| The boy well he walked away a man | |
| And he said to himself that dusty day way down in Texas | |
| Well I' m never gonna walk this path again | |
| Chorus | |
| Cause the old man said | |
| You gotta have a good imagination | |
| If your gonna live the life of old | |
| He said you got to drive that Ford like its a stallion | |
| And you' ve got to wear your heart just like a gun | |
| The old man said | |
| The old man said | |
| The boy walked out he was dreaming of wild times | |
| With old cowboys and broke down cattle lines | |
| Now those fields are all but gone | |
| His hearts still free and he rides on | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said |
| zuò cí : Ingram | |
| A young man drivin' down a dusty road | |
| Like he' s got somewhere to go | |
| Drivin' like he' s got a destination | |
| Like he' s somewhere to go in that beat up Ford | |
| See there was a time when he was a young lost soul | |
| He was chasin' butterflies and rainbows | |
| Til one day when he found his pot of gold | |
| In the words of the young man he turned old | |
| Chorus | |
| And the old man said | |
| You gotta have a good imagination | |
| If your gonna live the life of old | |
| He said you got to drive that Ford like its a stallion | |
| And you' ve got to wear your heart just like a gun | |
| The old man said | |
| The old man said | |
| The boy walked out with a new found hero | |
| The boy well he walked away a man | |
| And he said to himself that dusty day way down in Texas | |
| Well I' m never gonna walk this path again | |
| Chorus | |
| Cause the old man said | |
| You gotta have a good imagination | |
| If your gonna live the life of old | |
| He said you got to drive that Ford like its a stallion | |
| And you' ve got to wear your heart just like a gun | |
| The old man said | |
| The old man said | |
| The boy walked out he was dreaming of wild times | |
| With old cowboys and broke down cattle lines | |
| Now those fields are all but gone | |
| His hearts still free and he rides on | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said | |
| The Old man said |