M. Ward - Beautiful Car lyrics

I was washing antique cars Working part-time for my dad after school When I got the go-ahead To pick a car and spin around the neighborhood It was a baby blue fifty-two Roadstar It was a beautiful car That was the night I heard of the fighting And the murder of the schoolmaster's son Last year I asked him who he was afraid of And he answered "everyone" But did I even flinch a wrist Should I have tried to undo what had been done That's just the way it's gotta be I should never have to worry myself none It was a baby blue fifty-two Roadstar It was a beautiful car It was a beautiful car It was a beautiful car