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Hot Rod Lincoln Lyrics - Havin' A Party: Live - Asleep At The Wheel

My pappy said son you gonna drive me to drinkin' 

If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln 

 

Have you heard the story about the hot rod race 

When the Ford and the Lincoln were settin' the pace 

That story's true I'm here to say 

Cause I was a 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 uses them all 

And an overdrive that just won't stall 

 

It's got a 4-barrel carb and dual exhausts 

4:11 gears that really get lost 

Safety tubes and I'm not scared 

The brakes are good and the tires are fair 

 

We left San Pedro late one night 

The moon and the stars were shinin' bright 

We were drivin' up Grapevine Hill 

Passin' cars like they were standin' still 

 

Then all of a sudden, in the wink of an eye 

A Cadillac sedan passed us by 

I said boys that's the mark for me 

But by then the taillights was all you could see 

 

Now the fellers ribbed me for bein' behind 

So I started to make that Lincoln unwind 

Took my foot off the gas and man alive 

I shoved it down into overdrive 

 

Well I wound it up to hundred and ten 

Twisted the speedometer cable hit top end 

Had my foot glued right to the floor 

I said that's all there is there ain't no more 

 

Now the fellas thought I'd lost all sense 

The telephone poles looked like a picket fence 

They said slow down I see spots 

The lines on the road just looked like dots 

 

I took a corner and passed a truck 

I crossed my fingers just for luck 

The fenders clickin' the guard rail post 

The guy beside me was white as a ghost 

 

Smoke was comin' outta the back 

When I started to gain on that Cadillac 

I knew I could catch him and hoped I could pass 

But when I did I'd be short on gas 

 

Had flames comin' from out of the side 

You could feel the tension man what a ride 

I said look out boys I've got a license to fly 

And the Cadillac pulled over and let me by 

 

Now all of a sudden a rod started knockin' 

Down in the depths she started a rockin' 

I looked in the mirror and a red light was blinkin' 

The cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln 

 

They arrested me and put me in jail. 

They called my pop to throw my bail. 

And he said son you're gonna drive me to drinkin' 

If you don't quit drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln 

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