The Auto's the Pleasure for Me
Words by C.D. Paxson
Music by Loretta Paxson
Published 1907

[verse 1]
You may sing of life's many pleasures,
Of whatever they may be,
Of boating and bathing and baseball,
But the Auto's the one for me.
For as it runs along smoothly,
Without a jolt or jar,
One might think that they were riding
In a Pullman Palace car.

Oh it takes us back to our childhood,
Of happy days long ago,
As along the beath we are speeding,
Through the well shaded woods we go.
Our eyes they grow wide with wonder,
As we go up the hills,
You'll forget your trials and troubles
And your heart with rapture thrills.

[chorus 1]
The auto's the pleasure for me,
The auto's the pleaure fo rme,
No hill too steep,
No sand too deep
The auto's the pleasure for me.

[verse 2]
Oh some day when life's looking dreary,
And you're feeling mighty blue,
Just take a ride out in an Auto,
And see how it will brighten you.
It proves to you a renewer,
You'll be a boy once more,
And you'll wonder how it happened
How you were so blue before.

[chorus 2]
The auto's the joy of the hour,
As we ride through sunshine and shower,
Fred at the wheel, No fear we feel
The auto's the joy of the hour.