Yard Full Of Rusty Cars by Bobby Bare
Yard Full Of Rusty Cars lyrics
Show me a house with a yard full o' rusty cars
and you know there'll be a coffee perkin' on a rusty stove
and you walk right in, sit down and feel right at home
in the kitchen of the house of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars
Show me a man with a yard full o' rusty cars
and you know he's got a fridge full o' beer and it's nice and cold.
Swing on the porch, eat balony and bread and talk about gettin' old.
Spittin' in the dust with the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Scratchin' the ears of the dog of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Tell him I been to Haite an' he says �€œwell 'at's real nice�€.
�€œHay, Ma, this beer could sure use a little bit o' ice�€
�€œNow what was you sayin' about goin' to Hades?�€ says the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
�€œMa' teeth gone bad�€ says the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
�€œToylet's on the blink and heavyweights today can't hit.�€
�€œYou know you remind me a lot o' my brother's youngest kid.�€
�€œGot killed in Korea. You play gin rummy?�€ says the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Kick off your shoes on the couch of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Smoke your smokes and flick the ashes on the floor.
�€œHell son, everythin' here's been burned or broke at least once before�€.
And he winks at his old lady and she winks back at the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
�€œLord!�€ says the man with the rusty cars �€œthat woman's gettin' wide!�€
�€œSo much for beauty son! Hand me that TV guide.�€
Watching the flies in the kitchen of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Hole in the screen door where the dogs crawl in and out.
�€œCareful with that soup son. It'll burn a hole in your mouth!�€
�€œSoup an' life, you gotta wait 'em out.�€ says the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Watch TV in the parlour of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
�€œSon, you ever get to sleep with any o' them movie stars?�€
�€œI'd like to do that once before I die�€ but he's talking a little too loud,
and his woman's smilin' kinda proud of the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Talking God and baseball with the man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
Fall asleep right on the couch there where ya' sit
an' you know that his old woman ain't gonna mind a bit,
leastwise she don't mention nothin' to that smilin', smokin', dirty jokin', lucky old man with a yard full o' rusty cars.
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