Ford Anglia

Ford Anglia Ford Anglia, Ford Anglia, You were always my favourite Car. Distinctive shape and two-toned colour, In the showroom, you were the Star. Cortina, my Cortina, Your sleek lines made a statement. People would often turn their heads, In wonder and amazement. Zodiac, mighty Zodiac, A real Man’s motor was this big boy. Leather seats and chrome hub caps, The Daddy with his pride and joy. Escort, oh classic Escort, You certainly broke the mould. A family car that thrilled a generation, So popular, millions were sold. The old Fords had some character, Unlike Fiesta, Mondeo or Focus. Though the exhaust fumes weren’t too green, Carbon Monoxide used to choke us.