Some fellow fell in love with the “little red ford” renowned in song—the “little red thing” y’know, that passed the “big yellow Buick.” And the fellow that never forgot the song made away with the little red Ford Friday night.
Down to the Farmers Hardware as the ages have rolled by, there has been a little car, painted red and decorated with the firm’s advertising. Jake Rudasill has propelled it about Shelby as regular as the sun rises in the east. But now it’s gone—one of Shelby’s best known autos.
Friday evening the little delivery roadster was left parked just in front of the store, on a main business street and sometime between 10 and 11 o’clock it disappeared.
If the thief is ever nabbed, it is street opinion that he will be found to be a brave bird. Think of taking up with a car painted red and also carrying in gilt and black letters the name of its owners and their address.
And, since the above was written, the little red car must have passed the big yellow car on the hill. Anyway, Policeman McBride Poston found the car Saturday morning on the hill just beyond Broad river, and it was unhurt. Officers have a hunch that someone in that section merely wanted to ride home.
From the front page of The Cleveland Star, Shelby, N.C., Monday, May 17, 1926
newspapers.digitalnc.org/lccn/sn97064509/1926-05-17/ed-1/seq-1
/ The following is likely the song referred to in the above newspaper article. I found it online at mudcat.org/@displaysong.cfm?SongID=4895
RATTLING FORD
When you drove a Buick,
A big yellow buick,
And I drove a rattling Ford
How you would guy me
As you would pass by me
But your insults I ignored
Then you hit a mud hole,
A big mushy mud hole
Your engine it raced and roared
Then I pulled out your Buick,
Your big yellow buick,
At the tail of my little red Ford
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