The very first Studebaker, I'm not braggin'
Was the Conestoga covered wagon,

Long before the horseless carriage came
A rig that everybody knew by name

Was on the scene, a-movin' west,
Almost as common as the gambler's vest,

Back when Dodge was a hick town for sure
Instead of a Dakota four-by-four,

If Holliday and Jesse James were here,
This penultimate twentieth century year,

They'd put the memory of the Studebaker to rest,
Along with Packard and the old Wild West.

by D. Edgar Murray 1998