Tribute to the #3 I knew I had this somewhere

MAWI Music 2005

The Last Ride

While I was thumbing to Daytona
I had my race gear in my pack and my dress blues on my body
When a stranger pulled up beside me in a stockcar color black
He was dresses like a nascar driver a mustacd and mirrored eyes
He saided its a long walk to flordia would you like a ride son
well I crawed across the roll cage than he fired that chevy up
and the patch on the sleve said the man had won 7 winston cups
His eyes were intinting as hell as we roared into the night
and I knew there was something strange about this ride

He said boy can you make fans stand and scream your name
Have you hit them in the ass never let off the gas until you rode in victory lane
Boy do you know how it feels when you are running three wide
because if you daytona bound let me know that you are in for a ride

Then he cried when we got to daytona as we pulled out on the track
This is where you get out boy because #3 aint comming back

As i climbed out of the race car I said thanks I cautch you latter
You pai fell catching me son because Im the imtimadator

He said boy can you make fans stand and scream your name
Have you hit them in the ass never let off the gas until you rode in victory lane
Boy do you know how it feels when you are running three wide
because if you daytona bound let me know that you are in for a ride

He said boy can you make fans stand and scream your name
Have you hit them in the ass never let off the gas until you rode in victory lane
Boy do you know how it feels when you are running three wide
because if you daytona bound let me know that you are in for a ride