To buy a souped up Chevrolet
For years he drove them little dirt tracks
Tryin' to make himself a name
Until one night down in Gainesville
When he finally found some fame
It took all he had but he took the flag
And a drive down victory lane
From Talladega, Alabama
He's the new man on the track
Lined up next to Sterling Marlin
Dale Jarrett's two cars back
And it's gentlemen start your engines
And the pace car pulls away
He may not out run his heroes
But he'll prove he's here to stay
CHORUS:
Legends of the asphalt
Men with nerves of steel
They'll give up everything they own
Just to stay behind the wheel
From a Thunderbird to a Chevrolet
Who wins nobody knows
They're runnin' hard for the checkered flag
They're high speed heroes
It's a pedal to the metal
Rev up and change the gears
And the sound of Sunday thunder
Is sweet music to his ears
There's a pileup on the back stretch
And the crowd begins to roar
And his mind goes back to other days
And the ones who came before
There's Richard, Dale, and Herbie,
Davey, Lee, and Cale
And in the second turn's the very place
Where old fireball hit the rail
Dale Earnhardt took the long ride
He didn't go alone
He just drove off into glory
And the angels took him home
REPEAT CHORUS 2x
He never had much but he saved enough To buy a souped up Chevrolet For years he drove them little dirt tracks Tryin' to make himself a name Until one night down in Gainesville When he finally found some fame It took all he had but he took the flag And a drive down victory lane From Talladega, Alabama He's the new man on the track Lined up next to Sterling Marlin Dale Jarrett's two cars back And it's gentlemen start your engines And the pace car pulls away He may not out run his heroes But he'll prove he's here to stay CHORUS: Legends of the asphalt Men with nerves of steel They'll give up everything they own Just to stay behind the wheel From a Thunderbird to a Chevrolet Who wins nobody knows They're runnin' hard for the checkered flag They're high speed heroes It's a pedal to the metal Rev up and change the gears And the sound of Sunday thunder Is sweet music to his ears There's a pileup on the back stretch And the crowd begins to roar And his mind goes back to other days And the ones who came before There's Richard, Dale, and Herbie, Davey, Lee, and Cale And in the second turn's the very place Where old fireball hit the rail Dale Earnhardt took the long ride He didn't go alone He just drove off into glory And the angels took him home REPEAT CHORUS 2x Explain Request ×
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