Ford Econoline

She drove west from Salt Lake City to the California coastline
 She hit the San Diego Freeway doing sixty miles an hour
 She had a husband on her bumper, she had five restless children
 She was singing sweet as a mockingbird in that Ford Econoline
 She's the salt of the earth
 Straight from the bosom of the Mormon Church
 With a voice like wine
 Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
 Now her husband was a gambler, he was a Salt Lake City rambler
 And he built a golden cage around his silver-throated wife
 Too many nights he left her crying with his cheating and his lying
 But his big mistake was him buying her that Ford Econoline
 She's the salt of the earth
 Straight from the bosom of the Mormon church
 With a voice like wine
 Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
 She's the salt of the earth
 Straight from the bosom of the Mormon Church
 With a voice like wine
 Cruising along in that Ford Econoline
 Now she sings her songs around this country
 From Seattle to Montgomery
 Those kids are grown and that rounder knows
 You cannot cage your wife
 Along the back roads of our nation, she's become a living legend
 She drives a Coupe DeVille but her heart rides still
 In that Ford Econoline
 She drives a Coup DeVille but her heart rides still
 In that Ford Econoline