Hot Rod Lincoln 
Composer(s): Charlie Ryan; W.S. Stevenson
Performer(s): Charlie Ryan;
and various other artists



My pappy said "Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
if you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"

Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
where the Fords 'n' Lincolns was settin' the pace?
That story is true, I'm here to say
that I was drivin' that Model-A

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

With a four-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
with 4-11 gears you can really get lost
Got safety tubes but I ain't scared
the brakes are good, tires fair

Pulled outta San Pedro late one night
the moon 'n' the stars was shinin' bright
We was drivin' up Grapevine hill
passin' cars like they was standin' still

All of a sudden in the wink of an eye
Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said "Boys that's the mark for me"
by then the tailight was all you could see

Now the fellas ribbed me for bein' behind
so I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
Took my foot off the gas'n'man alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive

Wound it up to a hunderd an' ten
my speedometer said that I hit top end
My foot was glued like lead to the floor
that's all there is an' there ain't no more

Now the boys all thought I'd lost my sense
them 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'n'side-swiped a truck
crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guardrail posts
the guy beside me was white as a ghost

Smoke was comin' from outta the back
when started t' gain on that Cadillac
Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass
don'tcha by then we'd be low on gas

We had flames comin' from outta the side
you could feel the tension, man whatta ride
I said "look out boys, I got a license to fly"
and that Caddy pulled over and let us by

Now all of a sudden she started knockin'
down in the dip she started to rock
And I looked in the mirror, a red light was blinkin'
the cops was after my hot rod Lincoln

They arrested me 'n' they put me in jail
'n they called my pappy to throw my bail
'n he said "son you're gonna drive me ta drinkin'
if you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln