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Hot Rod Lincoln [C]Asleep at the Wheel

Intro
My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin' If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln."
C F G C

Verse 1
Have you C heard this story of the Hot Rod Race, When F Fords and Lincolns was settin' the pace.
That G story is true, I'm here to say C I was drivin' that Model A.

It's got a C Lincoln motor And it's really souped up.
And that F model A body makes it look like a pup
It's got G eight cylinders; uses them all. C It's got overdrive, just won't stall.

Verse 2
With a C 4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust, With F 4.11 gears You can really get lost.
It's got G safety tubes, but I ain't scared. The C brakes are good, tires fair.

Pulled out C of San Pedro late one night, The F moon and the stars was shinin' bright.
We was G drivin' up Grapevine Hill, Passing C cars like they was standing still.

Guitar Break
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Verse 3
C All of a sudden in a wink of an eye, A F Cadillac sedan passed us by.
I G said, "Boys, That's a mark for me!", By C then the taillight was all you could see.

Now the C fellas was ribbin' me for bein' behind, So I F thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind.
Took my G foot off the gas and man alive, I C shoved it on down into overdrive.

Verse 4
C Wound it up to a hundred and ten, My speedFometer said that I hit top end.
My G foot was blue, like lead to the floor. That's all C there is and there ain't no more.

Now the C boys all thought I'd lost my sense, And F telephone poles looked like a picket fence.
They G said, "Slow down! I see spots! The C lines on the road just look like dots."

Verse 5
C Took a corner; sideswiped a truck, F Crossed my fingers just for luck.
My G fenders was clickin' the guardrail posts. The C guy beside me was white as a ghost.

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Verse 6
C Smoke was comin' from out of the back, When I F started to gain on that Cadillac.
G Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass. Don't you C know by then we'd be low on gas?

We had C flames comin' from out of the side. Feel F the tension. Man! What a ride!
I said, G "Look out, boys, I've got a license to fly!" And that C Caddy pulled over and let us by.

Verse 7
Now C all of a sudden she started to knockin', And F down in the dips she started to rockin'.
I G looked in my mirror; a red light was blinkin' The C cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln!

They C arrested me and they put me in jail. And F called my pappy to throw my bail.
And G he said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you C don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln!"

Outro
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