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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＂