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Hot Rod Lincoln

Asleep At The Wheel

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Asleep At The Wheel

Asleep At The Wheel

Performer

Ray Benson

Vocals

Larry Franklin

Fiddle

Tim Alexander

Piano

Johnny Gimble

Fiddle

Chris O'Connell

Chris O'Connell

Vocals

John Ely

Steel Guitar

David Sanger

Drums

Mike Francis

Saxophone

Larry Seyers

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Charlie Ryan

Composer

W.S. Stevenson

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ray Benson

Producer

Larry Seyers

Recording Engineer

Marty Lewis

Mixing Engineer

Denny Purcell

Mastering Engineer

Spencer Starnes

Spencer Starnes

Recording Engineer

Gary Powell

Recording Engineer

Chris Hammond

Recording Engineer

Larry Greenhill

Larry Greenhill

Recording Engineer

Bobby Arnold

Recording Engineer

Gary Higgenbotham

Gary Higgenbotham

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

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

When the Ford and the Lincolns were settin' the pace?

That story's true, I'm here to say

'Cause I was drivin' that Model A

It's got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up

And 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 four barrel carbs and a dual exhaust

And 4-11 gears you can really get lost

Got safety too, but I ain't scared

The brakes are good and the tire's fair

We pulled out of San Pedro late one night

And the moon and the stars were shinin' bright

We was drivin' up ol' Grapevine Hill

Passin' cars like they were standin' still

All of a sudden in the 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 all ribbed me for bein' behind

So I thought I'd make that Lincoln unwind

Took my foot off the gas and man alive

I shoved it on down into overdrive

Well I wound it up to a hundred and ten

My speedometer said that I'd hit top end

My foot was glued like lead to the floor

That's all there is and there ain't no more

Now the boys all thought that I'd lost my sense

And them telephone poles looked like a picket fence

They said "Slow down, I see spots"

The lines on the road just looked like dots

We took a corner side swiped a truck

And I crossed my fingers just for luck

And my fenders was clickin' the guard-rail post

And the guy beside me was white as a ghost

Smoke was comin' from outta the back

When I started to gain on that Cadillac

I knew I could catch him and I thought I could pass

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

I had flames comin' from out o' the side

You could feel the tension man what a 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 to knock

And down in the depths she started to rock

And I looked in the mirror a red light was blinkin'

Them cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln

Well they arrested me and they put me in jail

And they 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"

Written by: Charlie Ryan, W.S. Stevenson

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