My father picked me up in his beige four door car
He said
We're going to the Hoover Dam
It's not very far
He said
There's enough concrete in the Hoover Dam
To build a two-lane highway from New York to San Fran
And one hundred and twelf men died as it was built
But the big Hoover Dam she carries no guilt
Dad why do you tell me these kinds of things
Son, it's good for you and your ten-year-old brain
You need to fill it facts like the ones I've got
Such as the big Hoover Dam she generates 1.8 gigawatts
The Hoover Dam
The Hoover Dam
The Hoover Dam
The Hoover Dam
We arrived at the dam and damn
It was big
But from the winding roads of our approach
I was carsick
Dad said, don't you go and ruin this for the both of us
I'm willing to stay and send you home on a bus
Drink a ginger ale and stand up on your feet
You're gonna have to walk fast to keep up with me
The Hoover Dam
The Hoover Dam
The Hoover Dam
The Hoover Dam
I looked over my shoulder to the back of my four door car
I say, we're going to the Hoover Dam, it's not very far