Luyện nghe bài hát Four Wheel Drive

(Bill Fries, Davis)

We is screamin' the valley
Where the Nishnabotna
Through the mud and crud and
Where the mari-ju-wana
'Cross the railroad tracks of
Down the and up the dale
Had a CJ-5 with a drive
And on my tail.

Well, he me up at exit 12
On the I-six-eighty
I was 67 per
When I through his trap
He commenced to his flashin' lights
And he made his wail
I on down to four-wheel drive
Smokey on my tail

Now I got stripes and dual pipes
And got a Ford
Got a with a four pot carb, you know
But Smokey's and bored
Well, the chase was on, but I had the
a rig that'll never fail
Got a with a four-wheel drive
And on my tail

Yeah, he was.

Well, I on down to granny low
And I a hard right turn
My big ol' fat tires
Went slashin' through the
Well, the blew
And the flew
And it looked like hail
Just alive in a four-wheel drive
With on my tail

Well, we went screamin' the valley
Where the Nishnabotna
the mud and crud and cornfields
Where the grows
the railroad tracks of Persia
Up the hills and the dales
My CJ-5 with four-wheel
And on my tail.

[Imagine a series of comic-style balloons.]

Look out, now. he come.

Oh, we get it on now.

(Don't hit that fella the banjo.)

We gonna swim here creek now, Smokey. [Pronounced "crick", of course.]

Yard wide and a deep.

"Nishnabota River", call it.

Might haveta out.

do a wheelie on that there gopher mound now, Smokey.

Can you dig it,

Got four on the and four in the air on that one, didn't we?

Goodness gracious. 'Bout ta my shocks.

[Back to our regularly-scheduled rhyming. Add the sound of sirens.]

Well, that Jeep of mine made whine
His rig was made of
He was in fourteen feet of mud
So he ahead
I pulled up onto the
Went on through the rail
Sakes alive! I had twenty-five
on my tail!

Now I had stripes and dual pipes
And had a Ford
Had a mill a four pot carb, you know
But Smokey's stroked and
Well, the was on, but I had the edge
With a rig that'll never
Got a CJ-5 a four-wheel drive
Settin' out back a' the