Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Rod Lincoln

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

Have you the story of the hotrod race
Where the Fords and Lincolns were the pace?
That story is true, I'm to say
I was drivin' that A

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

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

Pulled out of San late one night
And the moon and the stars were bright
We was drivin' up Hill
Passin' like they was standing still

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

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

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

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

Took a corner, swiped a truck
my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guard rail
The guy me was white as a ghost

Smoke was coming from outta of the
When I started to gain on Cadillac
Knew I catch him, I thought I could pass
Don't ya know by we'd be low on gas?

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

Now all of the she started to knockin'
And down in a dips she started to
I in the mirror, a red light was blinkin'
The cops was my Hot Rod Lincoln

They arrested me and put me in jail
And my pappy to throw my bail
He said, "Son, you're to drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' Hot Rod Lincoln"