Hot Rod Lincoln

HOT ROD LINCOLN
By W.S.Stevenson & Charley Ryan
Kenny Price
Key: E

This song is spoken.  The harp part is the bass 
Run that begins the song and can be put in as you  
See fit, especially where it says guitar.
(1/8 notes throughout except for the last which is 1/4.)


My pappy said you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln

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Now you've heard the story of the hot-rod race
When the Ford and Lincoln was settin' the pace
That story is true I'm here to say 
cause I was a drivin' that Model-A

Got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up
And that Model-A body makes it look like a pup
Got eight cylinders'n uses them all
got overdrive that just won't stall

Got a four-barrel carb and dual exhaust 
4-11 gears it can really get lost
Got 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 was shining bright
Drivin' up your Grapevine hill
 we was passin' cars like they was standin' still

[ guitar ]

Now all of a sudden like the wink of an eye 
a Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said boys this is a remark for me 
the taillight was all you could see

Well the fellers ribbed me for bein' behind
So I thought I'd make that old Lincoln unwind
Took my foot off the gas and man alive 
I shoved it down into overdrive

Well I wound her up to a hundred and ten 
my speedometer cable hit the end
My foot keyed clear to the floor 
said that's all there is there ain't no more

Now boys they'd thought I'd lost my sense
The telephone poles looked like a picket fence
Said slow down I see spots
 the lines on the road they looked like dots

Went around a corner and I passed a truck 
I crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders clickin' a guardrail post'n guys beside me 
white as a ghost

[ guitar ]

Well 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 outta gas

Went around a corner the tires on the side 
you could feel the tension man what a ride
I said hold on I got a license to fly 
and the Cadillac pulled over and let me by

Now all of a sudden the rods started knockin' 
down in the dip it started rockin'
I looked in the mirror the red lights was blinkin'
the cops was after my hot rod Lincoln

They arrested me and put me in jail 
I called my pop to go my bail
He said son you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln