King Of the Road

Joey lived a mile outta Southern Cross
Working on trucks for the local pit boss
Friday nights when he'd come to town
They'd all line up to see him lay some
Rubber down

Joey had a ute built in '74
With a 350 Chevy and 4 on the floor
Chrome wire wheels and customised back
He could run the main street mile in under 10 flat

'Cause he's the king of the road out here
He's won four big Ford's and an old John Deer
He won the summer nationals twice
He's the king of the road out here on Friday nights

Was a summer's night and I remember it well
A city boy thought he had a story to tell
He had a turbo charged flash in the pan
He walked up to Joey and said
Hey, I hear you're the man

The whole town was there, it was quite a scene
It was the biggest race there ever had been
That little car looked pretty in red
Now Joey's gran is driving it instead

You might have Brocky in the city spotlight
But you ain't ever seen Joey on a Friday night
Folks come a-running from miles around
Just to see our Joey laying rubber down