Beautiful Car - M. Ward

Written by：M. Ward

I was washing antique cars

Working part time for my dad after school

When I got the go ahead

To pick a car and spin around the neighbour hood

It was a baby blue fifty two roadstar

It was a beautiful car

That was the night I heard of the fighting

And the murder of the schoolmaster's son

Last year I asked him who he was afraid of

And he answered everyone

But did I even flinch a wrist

Should I have tried to undo what had been done

Now that's just the way its gotta be

I should never have to worry myself none

It was a baby blue fifty two roadstar

It was a beautiful car

It was a beautiful car

It was a beautiful car

It was a beautiful car

It was a beautiful car

It was a beautiful car