Lyrics Charlie Ryan – Hot Rod Lincoln

Well, you heard the story of the Hot Rod race that fatal day
When a Ford and a Mercury went out to play
Well this is the inside story, and I’m here to say
I was the kid that was drivin’ that Model A

It’s got a Lincoln motor and it’s really souped up
And that Model A body makes it look like a pup
It’s got 12 cylinders, uses them all
With an overdrive that just won’t stall

It’s got a 4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
4:11 gears, you can really get lost
It’s 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 shinin’ bright
Everything went fine up the Grapevine Hill
We was passing cars like they was standing still

And all of a sudden, like a flick of an eye
A Cadillac sedan had passed us by
The remark was made, «There’s the car for me»
But by then the taillights were all you could see

Now the fellas ribbed me for bein’ behind
So I started to make that Lincoln unwind
I took my foot off the gas and man alive
I shoved it down into overdrive

Well, I wound it up to a 110
Twisted the speedometer cable off the end
I had my foot feed clear to the floor
Said that’s all there is, and there ain’t no more

Went around a corner and I passed a truck
I whispered a prayer just for luck

I guess they’d thought I’d lost my sense
The telephone poles looked like a picket fence
They said, «Slow down! I see spots!
The lines on the road just look like dots»

Smoke was rollin’ out in the back
When I started gainin’ on that Cadillac
I knew I could catch him, and hoped I could pass
But when I did, I’d be short on gas

Went around a corner with the tires in the side
You could feel the tension, man what a ride
I said, «Hold on, I’ve got a license to fly»
And a Cadillac pulled over and let me by

And all of a sudden a rod started knockin’
When down in the dips, and she started to rockin’
I look in my mirror, and a red light was blinkin’
Cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln

Well they arrested me and put me in jail
And called my pop to throw my bail
He said, «Son, you’re gonna drive me to drinkin’
You don’t quit drivin’ that Hot Rod Lincoln!»