Nanci Griffith - Ford Econoline lyrics
[Nanci Griffith - Ford Econoline lyrics]
She drove west from Salt Lake
City to the California coastline
She hit the San Diego Freeway
Doing sixty miles an hour
She had a husband on her bumper
She had five restless children
She was singing as sweet as a
Mockingbird in that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
With a voice like wine
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
Now her husband was a gambler
He was a Salt Lake City rambler
And he built a golden cage
Around his silver-throated wife
Too many nights he left her crying
With his cheating and his lying
But his big mistake was him
Buying her that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
With a voice like wine
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
With a voice like wine
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
After singing those songs around this country
From Seattle to Montgomery
Those kids are grown and that rounder knows
You cannot cage your wife
Along the back roads of our nation
She's become a living legend
She drives a Coupe de Ville
But her heart rides still
In that Ford Econoline
She drives a Coupe de Ville
But her heart rides still
In that Ford Econoline
City to the California coastline
She hit the San Diego Freeway
Doing sixty miles an hour
She had a husband on her bumper
She had five restless children
She was singing as sweet as a
Mockingbird in that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
With a voice like wine
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
Now her husband was a gambler
He was a Salt Lake City rambler
And he built a golden cage
Around his silver-throated wife
Too many nights he left her crying
With his cheating and his lying
But his big mistake was him
Buying her that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
With a voice like wine
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
She's the salt of the earth
Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
With a voice like wine
Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
After singing those songs around this country
From Seattle to Montgomery
Those kids are grown and that rounder knows
You cannot cage your wife
Along the back roads of our nation
She's become a living legend
She drives a Coupe de Ville
But her heart rides still
In that Ford Econoline
She drives a Coupe de Ville
But her heart rides still
In that Ford Econoline