It’s
easy to drive an automobile
When everything goes O.K.,
When
the wind is fair and the road is bare,
And the engine is chugging away.
It’s
easy to steer the ponderous thing,
It’s easy to start and stop;
But
it’s hard I say when she won’t obey,
And the engine refuses to flop.
It’s
easy to drive an automobile
When she’s anxious to sail along;
When
she thrills to feel the life in her keel,
And is chugging her highway song.
It’s
easy to fly down the boulevard
When there’s nothing your speed to mar,
But
it’s hard to bowl when a telegraph pole
Runs carelessly into your car.
June
25, 1906
Sent
N.Y. Sunday Sun,
June 26, ‘06
(from 1906 Vanderbilt Cup Race trials)
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