BILL KIRCHENHot Rod Lincoln Lyrics
My pappy said, "Son you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
Where the Fords and the Lincolns were setting the pace?
Well that story is true I'm here to say
Cause I was driving that model A.
It's got Lincoln motor and it's really souped up
And that model A body makes it look like a pup
It's got eight cylinders, uses them all
It's got overdrive, just won't stall
It's got a four barrel carb, and dual exhaust
With 4:11 eleven gears you can really get lost.
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
The brakes are good; the tires fair
We were out of San Pedro late one night
The moon and the stars were shining bright
We was drivin' up Grapevine Hill
Passing cars like they was standing still
All of a sudden, in the wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said "Boys that's a mark for me"
By then the tail lights was all you could see
Now the fellas all ribbed me for being behind
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
Took my foot of the gas and man alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive
Wound it up to 110
My speedometer said that I'd hit top end
My foot was glued like lead to the floor
And that's all there is, and there ain't no more
Now the boys all thought that 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 looked like dots
Took a corner, side swiped a truck
Crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clicking the guard rail post
The guy beside me was white as a ghost
Well smoke was coming from out of the back
When I started to gain on that Cadillac
I knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas
Well flames was coming from out of the side
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
All of the sudden she started knocking
Down in the dips she started rocking
I looked in the mirror. Red lights were blinking
The cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln
They arrested me and they put me in jail
And they Called my pappy to throw my bail
And he said, "Son, you're going to drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that Hot Rod Lincoln"
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