Roadworthy Rumble

(Verse 1) Gather 'round now, listen close, To a tale of a light duty truck, It's a Ford F100 from '59, And Bluey's at the wheel, feelin' mighty fine. (Chorus) It's the Roadworthy Rumble, a sight to see, With Bluey in charge, it's wild and free, Down the winding roads, she takes her own pace, In that F100, she's got pride. (Verse 2) With a rattlin' bed and a door that squeaks, a rusty frame but it still somehow holds together, she's hittin' 55 in a heartbeat, In the morning sun, she hits the street, In her F100, she's feeling the beat. (Bridge) With her speedo hittin' 85, Bluey's goin' fast beneath the night sky, In that old Ford, she's found her groove, She's the queen of the road, make no mistake. (Outro) So here's to Bluey and her lil' ol' truck so fine, They'll keep on rollin' in rain or shine, let's let her get up to speed!