he was a savvy young man
from the rank-and-file
he got to understandin’ things as a juvenile
all the pretty women they like ridin’ in style
in style through the neighborhood
saved all his cash for that mighty Mark I
tan leather dash, like a pearl in the sun
salesman, he said: “you got a winner, there, son
ain’t you bound for layin’ some wood
yeah, my daddy drove a Lincoln Continental
until he met my mama and came unto the Lord
‘cause both of them were just a little instrumental
in turnin’ that long white Lincoln Continental
into a dirt-brown workin’ flatbed Ford
yeah, he was a savvy young man
he drove all through that town
never had him no plan
but what girl come around
lil’ number come up
you know, he ran it on down
boy had seven liters right on the block
but at the Sunday church
he saw Father Slaughter
below his Sunday perch
beside his only daughter
right then his search
came to the holy water
‘cuz he saw what God had wrought
yeah, mama made all them wheels stop
he put the Lincoln for sale
became a courtin’ young male
he bought my mom a ring
bought a beat-up half-ton
and pretty soon everyone
they all forgot how that boy used to swing
yeah, my Daddy drove a Lincoln Continental
man, he thought that car was his earthly reward
and he may have got just a lil’ sentimental
when he traded up from that Lincoln Continental
into a dirt-brown workin’ flatbed Ford
yeah, my Daddy drove a Lincoln Continental
and man, o’ man, o’ man, that dude could really score
but then everything got just a little transcendental
and Daddy traded up from that Lincoln Continental
Daddy traded up for mama and the Lord