hot  rod  lincoln  (live)  -  commander  cody

my  pappy  said,  

"son,  you're  gonna'  drive  me  to  drinkin'

if  you  don't  stop

drivin'  that  hot  rod  lincoln."

have  you  heard  this  story  of  the  hot  rod

race

when  fords  and  lincolns  was  settin'  the  pace.

that  story  is  true,

i'm  here  to  say

i  was  drivin'  that  model  a.

it's  got  a  lincoln  motor

and  it's  really  souped  up.

that  model  a  vitimix  makes  it  look  like  a

pup.

it's  got  eight  cylinders  uses  them  all.

it's  got  overdrive,  just

won't  stall.

with  a  4-barrel  carb  and  a  dual  exhaust,

with  4.11  gears

you  can  really  get  lost.

it's  got  safety  tubes,  

but  i  ain't  scared.

the

brakes  are  good,  tires  fair.

pulled  out  of  san  pedro  late  one

night

the  moon  and  the  stars  was  shinin'  bright.

we  was  drivin'  up

grapevine  hill

passing  cars  like  they  was  standing  still.

all  of  a

sudden  in  a  wink  of  an  eye

a  cadillac  sedan  passed  us  by.

i  said,  "boys,

that's  a  mark  for  me!"

by  then  the  taillight  was  all  you  could

see.

now  the  fellas  was  ribbin'  me  for  bein'  behind,

so  i  thought  i'd

make  the  lincoln  unwind.

took  my  foot  off  the  gas  and  man  alive,

i

shoved  it  on  down  into  overdrive.

wound  it  up  to  a  hundred-and-ten

my

speedometer  said  that  i  hit  top  end.

my  foot  was  blue,  like  lead  to  the

floor.

that's  all  there  is  and  there  ain't  no  more.

now  the  boys  all

thought  i'd  lost  my  sense

and  telephone  poles  looked  like  a  picket

fence.

they  said,  "slow  down!  i  see  spots!

the  lines  on  the  road  just

look  like  dots."

took  a  corner;  sideswiped  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  out  of  the

back

when  i  started  to  gain  on  that  cadillac.

knew  i  could  catch  him,  i

thought  i  could  pass.

don't  you  know  by  then  we'd  be  low  on  gas?

we

had  flames  comin'  from  out  of  the  side.

feel  the  tension.  man!  what  a

ride!

i  said,  "look  out,  boys,  

i've  got  a  license  to  fly!"

and  that  caddy

pulled  over  and  let  us  by.

now  all  of  a  sudden  she  started  to

knockin',

and  down  in  the  dips  she  started  to  rockin'.

i  looked  in  my

mirror;  a  red  light  was  blinkin'

the  cops  was  after  my  hot  rod

lincoln!

they  arrested  me  and  they  put  me  in  jail.

and  called  my

pappy  to  throw  my  bail.

and  he  said,  

"son,  you're  gonna'  drive  me  to

drinkin'

if  you  don't  stop  drivin'  

that  hot...  

rod...  

lincoln!"

one  more  time