C. W. Mccall - Classified lyrics

(bill frieschip davis)

I's thumbin' through the want ads in the shelby county tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. it said"take imme-di-ate delivery on this '57 chevrolet half-ton pickup tr

Will sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks. call one-four-ohring twoand ask for bob."

WellI called bob up on the telephonehe says"hellothis is bob speakin'." I says "this here the bob got the pickup truck for sale? " he says"yeah." I says&

Where are ya? " he says"fourteen east on county 12turn right on the one-lane gravel roadyou can park in the yardbeware of the dogwipe your feet offknock three timesand bri

Ur billfold."

WellI tooled on east on county 12turned right on the one-lane gravel roadand I parked in the yard and a german shepherd come out and grabbed onto my leg. then I knocked three times and wip

Feetthe dog let go and the screen door opened and bob come out and says "whaddya want? " I says"come to see your truck." he says"follow me. come onfrank." (

Name is frank.)

Wellwe all went past the chicken housethrough the hog pendown to the tractor shedand then wound up in back of the barn in a field of cowpies. and settin' right there in a pool of grease

Half-ton chevy pickup truck with a 1960 license platea bumper sticker says "vote for dick" and brillo box full of rusty partsand bob says "whaddya think? ".

WellI kicked the tires and I got in the seat and set on a petrified apple core and found a bunch of field mice livin' in the glove compartment. he says"her shaft is bent and her rear en

Ksyou can fix her quick with an oily rag. use a nail as a starter; I lost the key. don't pay no mind to that whirrin' sound. she use a little oilbut outside a' thatshe's cherry."

I says"what'll take? " he says"what've you got? " I says"twenty-eight dollars and fifteen cents." he says"you got a deal. sign hereI'll go get the titl

A can full of gas." I put the nail in the slot and fired 'er up; she coughed and belched up a bunch a' smoke and I backed her right through the hog pen into the yard.

Wellfrank jumped in and bit my leg and I beat him off with a crowbar. he jumped on out and the door fell off and the left front tire went flat. I jacked it up and patched the tube and frank to

Piece of my shirt off. then bob come out and called him off and says "you better'd get on out of here."

I went left on the one-lane gravel roadwent fourteen west on county 12. took two full quarts of forty-weight oil just to get her to the conoco station. and I pulled up to the regular pump and

Harold sykes and his kid come out. he says"i've seen better stuff at junkyards and where'd you ever get that truck? "

I says"that's a long storyharold. i's thumbin' through the want ads in the shelby county tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. it said"take imme-di-ate delive

This '57 chevrolet half-ton pickup truck. will sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks..."