forty -seven Buick Special
Those dusty roads were hell on the shine
he'd be down at the creek
And I'd help him wash it sometimes
He had a gold tooth and a gold watch
And a gold chain that hung on his chest
Well, he drank a little and he gambled a lot
He was a wild one I guess,
but everybody needs a hero
when you're ten years old
Lord, how he loved country music
He played an old Gibson guitar
At a roadhouse one night,
he was caught on the bind
Somebody pushed him too far
So he served a little time in prison
But he served for long years in the war
He was in the Pacific when
Two hearts and blue on his arm
But everybody needs a hero
When you're ten years old
Now Mama says I turned out just like him
She worries and prays that I'll change
Well, I didn't know till a few days ago
Why he sent me his gold -watching chain
But everybody needs a hero
When you're ten years old
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