Best Familycar Poems
Hey kids get out in the car !
Dad, are we going very far ?
You don't ask, I won't tell...
We're going crazy, oh well.
Got to get out on the road...
to forget that heavy load !
It winds from Chicago to L.A.
Route 66 is where you should play.
Our '63 Buick is the car we drive...
takes lots of gas to keep it alive.
Has luxury and that ain't all...
its got a 445 that just will not stall !
Dad said look out the window...
see the USA while we go.
Gotta see it before its gone,
look there's a spaceship on that lawn !
You see everything on the Mother Road...
A blue whale and a giant horn toad.
In motor courts and wigwams you sleep,
buy postcard so memories you keep.
Now it's a little out of the way...
but more fun than the toll way.
See how America used to be,
when it was fun to be free !
There's mountains and lots of funny rocks,
sand and a canyon like a box.
Old drive inns and out door movies...
drink a malt and feel so groove.
I'd lay up on the window deck...
wave to trucks till the're a speck.
Love to look at old car and trucks...
saw armadillos, buffalo and bucks.
Had a lot of fun on the way !
We're almost to the coast and L.A.
So get your kicks...
drive on Route 66 !
To the fond memory of car trips when I was a kid.
Our Marvelous 1949 Ford
By Elton Camp
Our family had never had a car even close to new
When we bought the Ford, excitement did ensue
“Why look, it’s so shiny and has chrome galore.
In three years, we won’t have payments anymore.”
At last, we could drive down the road with pride
No longer in a ’34 Chevrolet did we have to ride
For now we had a luxurious way in which to go
Why, it was fancy with a heater and an a.m. radio
American Cars didn’t last so long way back then
After six years, major engine troubles did begin
The car we parked down by the edge of the wood
Because it was worn out and no longer any good
Many years later, our family finally moved away
The old Ford in the woods we decided to let stay
Of our family, none are alive to remember but me
Last week I went back home perhaps the car to see
And there in the woods, partly covered in pine straw
It was our family’s wonderful old ‘49 Ford that I saw
I was almost tempted to try to own the car once more
And to have it restored to the glory that it had before