Hot Rod Lincoln taby ukulele według Johnny Bond

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Now you’ve heard the story of the hot rod race
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When the Ford and the Mercury were setting the pace
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That story is true I'm here to say
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‘Cause I was driving that Model A
 
[Verse 2]
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It's got a Lincoln motor and it’s really souped up
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That Model A body makes it look like a pup
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It's got eight cylinders use them all
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With an overdrive that just won't stall
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Got a four barrel carb and dual exhaust
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Four eleven gears really get lost
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Got safety tubes and I’m not scared
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Brakes are good and the tires are fair
 
[Verse 3]
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We left San Pedro late one night
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The Moon and the stars were shinin’ bright
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And that thing went flyin’ up the Grapevine Hill
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We were passing cars like they were standing still
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And all of a sudden like the flick of an eye
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A Cadillac sedan passed us by
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The mark was made that’s the car for me
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But then the tail lights was all you could see
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Well the fella’s ribbed me for being behind
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So I started to make that Lincoln unwind
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Took my foot off the gas man alive
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I shoved it down into overdrive
 
[Verse 5]
E
But I wound it up to a 110
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Twisted the speed-o-meter cable off hand
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Had my foot be cleared the floor
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Says that's all there is ain't no more
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Went around the corner passed a truck
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I crossed my fingers just for luck
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The fenders clicking the guard rail posts
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The guy beside me white as a ghost
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I guess they thought I had lost a sense
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The telephone posts looked like a picket fence
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He said slow down I see spots
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The lines on the road they just look like dots
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Smoke was rolling out from the back
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When I started to gain on that Cadillac
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I knew I could catch him and I hope I could pass
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When I did I’ll be short on gas
 
[Verse 6]
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Went around the corner with the tires on the side
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You could feel the tension man what a ride
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I said hold on I got a license to fly
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And the Cadillac pulled over and let me by
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And all of a sudden the rod started knockin’
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Down in the dips it started rockin’
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I looked in the mirror the red light was blinkin’
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The cops were there for my hot rod Lincoln
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Well, they arrested me and they put me in jail
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I told my Pop to throw my bail
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He said son you gonna drive me to drinkin’
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If you don’t quit drivin’ that hot rod Lincoln