Lyrics
Uncle Franks Ford Ranchero
by: Adam Dayton Gibson
[Verse]
Uncle Frank in Carrollton GA
Drives his Ford Ranchero everyday
Bench seat worn cigarette stash
Holy hell he’s got to dashes a busy man
[Verse 2]
Tags on the plate faded and old
Southern sun stories never get cold
Resting his boots on the dashboard
Watching the Braves thinks they can do it again
[Chorus]
Rolling down the road feeling alive
Uncle Frank’s the king of the ranchero life
Hauling ass down highway 75
[Verse 3]
He’s got tales that could spin you around
Heroes and heartbreaks in this small town
Dashboard saints and a broken headlight
Windows down driving into the night
[Chorus]
Rolling down the road feeling alive
Uncle Frank’s the king of the ranchero world
Hauling ass down highway 75
[Bridge]
Faded dreams but endless miles
Living free in that old man's style
Cracked leather seats and worn out shoes
Uncle Frank he's got nothing to lose