Luyện nghe bài hát Four Wheel Drive

(Bill Fries, Davis)

We is through the valley
Where the flows
Through the mud and and cornfields
Where the mari-ju-wana
the railroad tracks of Persia
Down the hills and up the
Had a CJ-5 with a four-wheel
And on my tail.

Well, he me up at exit 12
On the ramp
I was 67 per
When I through his trap
He commenced to whirl his flashin'
And he his siren wail
I on down to four-wheel drive
With on my tail

Now I got stripes and dual pipes
And got a Ford
Got a mill with a four pot carb, you
But Smokey's stroked and
Well, the chase was on, but I had the
With a rig that'll never
Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel
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 through the corn
Well, the tassels
And the kernels
And it looked yella hail
Just cookin' in a four-wheel drive
With Smokey on my

Well, we screamin' through the valley
Where the Nishnabotna
Through the mud and crud and
the mari-ju-wana grows
'Cross the tracks of Persia
Up the hills and the dales
My with four-wheel drive
And on my tail.

a series of comic-style thought balloons.]

Look out, now. he come.

Oh, we get it on now.

(Don't hit that with the banjo.)

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

Yard wide and a deep.

"Nishnabota River", they it.

Might haveta out.

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

Can you dig it,

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

gracious. 'Bout ta bust my shocks.

[Back to our rhyming. Add the sound of wailing sirens.]

Well, that Jeep of mine Smokey whine
His rig was made of
He was in fourteen feet of mud
So he radioed
I pulled up the blacktop
Went on through the rail
Sakes alive! I had more
on my tail!

Now I had racin' stripes and dual
And Smokey had a
Had a mill with a four pot carb, you
But stroked and bored
Well, the race was on, but I had the
With a rig never fail
Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel
out back a' the jail