Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Rod Lincoln

My pappy
"Son, gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"

you heard the story of the hotrod race
Where the and Lincolns were settin' the pace?
story is true, I'm here to say
I was that model A

It's got a motor and it's really souped up
That a model a body makes it like a pup
It's got eight and uses 'em all
Got overdrive, just won't

With a four barrel carb and dual
With four eleven gears, you can really get
Got tubes but I ain't scared
The are good, the tires' fair

Pulled out of San late one night
And the and the stars were shining bright
We was drivin' up Grapevine
Passin' cars like was standing still

All of a sudden, in the of an eye
A Cadillac passed us by
I said, "Boys, that's a for me"
By the tail lights was all you could see

Now the ribbed me for being behind
So I'd make the Lincoln unwind
my foot of the gas and man alive
I shoved it on down over drive

it up to a hundred and ten
My speedometer that I hit top end
My foot was like lead to the floor
That's all is and there ain't no more

Now the boys all that I'd lost my sense
And telephone poles looked like a picket
said, "Slow down, I see spots"
The lines on the road just like dots

Took a corner, swiped a truck
Crossed my fingers just for
My fenders was clickin' the guard posts
The guy beside me was white as a

Smoke was coming outta of the back
I started to gain on that Cadillac
Knew I could catch him, I I could pass
Don't ya know by then we'd be low on

Had flames comin' from outta the
Feel the tension, man, a ride
I said, "Look out boys, I've got a to fly"
And Caddy pulled over and let us by

Now all of the sudden she to knockin'
And down in a she started to rockin'
I looked in the mirror, a red light was
The cops was after my Hot Rod

They me and they put me in jail
And called my pappy to my bail
He said, "Son, you're to drive me to drinkin'
If you stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"