Roadside Art Lyrics - David Wilcox

Oh, I know, I'm gonna tell you about 

Eastern Mountain Appalachian Roadside Modern Art 

Well, I'm gonna drive to West Virginia 

Buy myself a shack 

Put my good car in the front yard 

Block it up on jacks 

Then I'm gonna take me a couple wheels off 

Roll 'em down into the creek 

I'm gonna bust a couple windows 

Fix it with a plastic sheet 

I got tired of workin' for nothin' 

Workin' every day 

Bills made me a poor man 

But I found a better way 

I just built myself a sculpture 

A monument to Chevrolet 

And now I've got a gallery 

Where my front yard used to lay 

Well, I'm-a workin' on a '49 Ford 

I got it hidden 'round in the backyard 

But it's only goin' to be a few days 

'Til it's rusted just enough to display 

And when I roll it on down by the road 

I'll have a monument to Henry Ford 

Brought to you by Eastern Mountain 

Appalachian Roadside Modern Art, yeah, modern art 

So bring your car to West Virginia 

Buy your own favorite spot 

Get you a big old front yard 

Start yourself a parkin' lot 

You can roll 'em up on one side 

Roll 'em over onto the roof 

You can push 'em down into the creek bed 

You can leave 'em on the avenue 

But hey now, don't you go thinkin' that's just a car 

Listen here buddy, that's a work of art 

That was America's finest form of transportation 

Don't you think it needs just a little celebration 

All I'm tryin' to do brought to you by 

Eastern Mountain Appalachian Roadside Modern Art 

Yeah, modern art