Luyện nghe bài hát Four Wheel Drive

(Bill Fries, Davis)

We is through the valley
Where the Nishnabotna
Through the mud and and cornfields
the mari-ju-wana grows
'Cross the railroad of Persia
the hills and up the dale
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 rumbled through his
He commenced to his flashin' lights
And he made his siren
I slipped on down to drive
With on my tail

Now I got racin' stripes and pipes
And got a Ford
Got a mill with a pot carb, you know
But Smokey's stroked and
Well, the was on, but I had the edge
With a rig that'll fail
Got a with a four-wheel drive
And Smokey on my

Yeah, he was.

Well, I on down to granny low
And I made a right turn
My big ol' fat Commando
Went slashin' the corn
Well, the blew
And the kernels
And it like yella hail
cookin' alive in a four-wheel drive
With on my tail

Well, we went screamin' the valley
Where the flows
the mud and crud and cornfields
Where the mari-ju-wana
the railroad tracks of Persia
Up the and down the dales
My CJ-5 four-wheel drive
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 with the banjo.)

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

Yard and a foot deep.

"Nishnabota River", call it.

Might winch out.

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

Can you dig it,

Got four on the floor and four in the air on that one, 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 mired in feet of mud
So he ahead
I up onto the blacktop
crashin' on through the rail
Sakes alive! I had twenty-five
on my tail!

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