Hot Rod Lincoln-Asleep At The Wheel

My pappy said, ＂Son, you＇re gonna drive me to drinkin＇ If you don＇t stop drivin＇ that Hot Rod Lincoln＂ Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod Race? When the Fords and the Lincolns were settin＇ the pace That story is true, I＇m here to say ＇Cause I was drivin＇ that Model A It＇s got a Lincoln motor and it＇s really souped up That Model A body makes it look like a pup It＇s got eight cylinders, and use them all Got overdrive, just won＇t stall With four barrel carbs and a dual exhaust With four-eleven gears you can really get lost Got safety tubes, but I ain＇t scared The brakes are good, tires fair We pulled out of San Pedro late one night The moon and the stars were shinin＇ bright We was drivin＇ up on Grapevine Hill Passing cars like they were standing still All of a sudden in a wink of an eye A Cadillac sedan passed us by I said, ＂Boys, that＇s a mark for me＂ By then the tail light was all you could see Now the fellas all ribbed me for bein＇ behind So I thought I＇d make the Lincoln unwind Took my foot off the gas and man alive I shoved it on down into overdrive Well I wound it up to a hundred-and-ten My speedometer said that I＇d hit top end My foot was glued like lead to the floor That＇s all there is, there ain＇t no more Now the boys all thought I＇d lost my sense And telephone poles looked like a picket fence They said, ＂Slow down, I see spots The lines on the road just look like dots＂ We took a corner, sideswiped a truck And I crossed my fingers just for luck My fenders was clickin＇ the guardrail posts And the guy beside me was white as a ghost Smoke was comin＇ from out of the back When I started to gain on that Cadillac I knew I could catch him and I thought I could pass Don＇t you know by then we＇d be low on gas We had flames comin＇ from out of the side Even feel the tension, man, what a ride I said, ＂Look out, boys, I＇ve got a license to fly＂ And that Caddy pulled over and let us by Now all of a sudden she started to knockin＇ Down in the dips she started to rockin＇ I looked in the mirror, red light was blinkin＇ The cops were after my Hot Rod Lincoln Well, they arrested me and they put me in jail They called my pappy to throw my bail And he said, ＂Son, you＇re gonna drive me to drinkin＇ If you don＇t stop drivin＇ that Hot Rod Lincoln＂