Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride
Daddy like to drive it and mama liked to glide
Four white walls constantly in motion

From the great smoky mountains to the california ocean

Two tone rag top holes in the side

Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride
Daddy had a buick holes in the side
Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride


Daddy was talker and a son of a gun
Mama was a looker and a barrel of fun

Daddy kept the car straight mama read the road map
Flying down the interstate mama's head in daddy's lap


Three blocks long and two lanes wide
Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride
Daddy had a buick two lanes wide

Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride

From atlantic to pacific and everywhere between

The lakes of minnesota to the town of new orleans
Oklahoma arizona any place that they would wanna
Play around run about lay it down or blow it out


Daddy at the wheel and mama by his side
Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride

Daddy had a buick mama by his side
Daddy had a buick and mama loved to ride


Daddy got the blue skies mama got the breeze
Me i got my mama's eyes my daddy's buick keys
Gonna do things my way now i finally got one

Flying down the highway my baby riding shotgun

Two tone rag top holes in the side

Me i got a buick and baby loves to ride
Me i got a buick baby loves to ride
Me i got a buick my baby by my side


Daddy has a buick two lanes wide
Daddy has a buick and mama loves to ride