I did not know this time last week
It would come up my drive, this silver streak;
More class, more doors, more power to steer
And lots more room in boot and rear.
March seventeenth this gift was given
And at my home it is now livin'.
So filled with joy I might implode,
I am the Princess of the Road!
So each time as the motor I start,
I will thank my Dad with a grateful heart.
For not only am I blessed by my Father above,
But my Dad has said, “You are worthy of my love.”
It would come up my drive, this silver streak;
More class, more doors, more power to steer
And lots more room in boot and rear.
March seventeenth this gift was given
And at my home it is now livin'.
So filled with joy I might implode,
I am the Princess of the Road!
So each time as the motor I start,
I will thank my Dad with a grateful heart.
For not only am I blessed by my Father above,
But my Dad has said, “You are worthy of my love.”
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