| ALL Soundtracks | Browse by soundtrack: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0-9 |
| Browse by artist: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 0-9 |
|
|
C.W. McCall lyrics Four Wheel Drive lyrics (Bill Fries, Chip Davis) We is screamin' through the valley Where the Nishnabotna flows Through the mud and crud and cornfields Where the mari-ju-wana grows 'Cross the railroad tracks of Persia Down the hills and up the dale Had a CJ-5 with a four-wheel drive And Smokey on my tail. Well, he picked me up at exit 12 On the I-six-eighty ramp I was doin' 67 per When I rumbled through his trap He commenced to whirl his flashin' lights And he made his siren wail I slipped on down to four-wheel drive With Smokey on my tail Now I got racin' stripes and dual pipes And Smokey's got a Ford Got a mill with a four pot carb, you know But Smokey's stroked and bored Well, the chase was on, but I had the edge With a rig that'll never fail Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel drive And Smokey on my tail Yeah, he was. Well, I dropped on down to granny low And I made a hard right turn My big ol' fat Commando tires Went slashin' through the corn Well, the tassels blew And the kernels flew And it looked like yella hail Just cookin' alive in a four-wheel drive With Smokey on my tail Well, we went screamin' through the valley Where the Nishnabotna flows Through the mud and crud and cornfields Where the mari-ju-wana grows 'Cross the railroad tracks of Persia Up the hills and down the dales My CJ-5 with four-wheel drive And Smokey on my tail. [Imagine a series of comic-style thought balloons.] Look out, now. Here he come. Oh, we gonna get it on now. (Don't hit that fella with the banjo.) We gonna swim this here creek now, Smokey. [Pronounced ";crick";, of course.] Yard wide and a foot deep. ";Nishnabota River";, they call it. Might haveta winch out. Gonna do a wheelie on that there gopher mound now, Smokey. Can you dig it, Smokey? Got four on the floor and four in the air on that one, didn't we? Goodness gracious. 'Bout ta bust my shocks. [Back to our regularly-scheduled rhyming. Add the sound of wailing sirens.] Well, that Jeep of mine made Smokey whine His rig was made of lead He was mired in fourteen feet of mud So he radioed ahead I pulled up onto the blacktop Went crashin' on through the rail Sakes alive! I had twenty-five more Smokeys on my tail! Now I had racin' stripes and dual pipes And Smokey had a Ford Had a mill with a four pot carb, you know But Smokey's stroked and bored Well, the race was on, but I had the edge With a rig that'll never fail Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel drive Settin' out back a' the jail Other C.W. McCall lyrics: Mountains On My Mind lyrics Oregon Trail lyrics Write Me A Song lyrics Lewis And Clark lyrics Glenwood Canyon lyrics Old 30 lyrics Classified lyrics Sloan lyrics Niobrara lyrics Nishnabotna lyrics Ratchetjaw lyrics Sing Silent Night lyrics Super Slab Showdown lyrics Two-Way Lovin' lyrics Windshield Wipers In The Rain lyrics Silver Iodide Blues lyrics Telluride Breakdown lyrics Riverside Slide lyrics The Battle of New Orleans lyrics Take My Duds To The Junkman lyrics Watch The Wildwood Flowers lyrics I Don't Know (And I Don't Care) lyrics Livin' Within My Means lyrics Night Hawk lyrics Old Glory lyrics The Only Light lyrics Roses For Mama lyrics The Cowboy lyrics Flowers On The Wall lyrics Hobo's Lullaby lyrics Silver Cloud Breakdown lyrics City of New Orleans lyrics I Wish There Was More That I Could Give lyrics The Little Things In Life lyrics Milton lyrics Outlaws and Lone Star Beer lyrics Wheels Of Fortune lyrics Camp Bird Mine lyrics Columbine lyrics Comin' Back For More lyrics Night Rider lyrics Rocky Mountain September lyrics Roy lyrics The Little Brown Sparrow and Me lyrics The Silverton lyrics Wilderness lyrics Aurora Borealis lyrics Ghost Town lyrics 'Round The World With The Rubber Duck lyrics Crispy Critters lyrics Audubon lyrics Four Wheel Cowboy lyrics Green River lyrics Jackson Hole lyrics Long Lonesome Road lyrics The Gallopin' Goose lyrics Black Bear Road lyrics Convoy lyrics Old Home Filler-Up An' Keep On A-Truckin' Cafe lyrics There Won't Be No Country Music lyrics Wolf Creek Pass lyrics |