Hot Rod Race

Rock-A-Beatin' Boogie - Jimmie Dolan

Composed by：Jimmie Dolan

Now me and my wife and my brother Joe

Took off in my Ford from San Pedro

We hadn't much gas and the tyres were low

But that doggone Ford could really go

Now long about the middle of the night

We were ripping along like plain folks might

When a Mercury behind me blinked his lights

And he honked his horn and he flew outside

We had twin pipes and the Columbia butts

You folks might think that I'm in a rut

But to you folks who don't dig the jive

That's two carburetors and an overdrive

We made grease sparks out of many good towns

And left the cops' heads spinnin' round and round

They wouldn't chase they'd run and hide

But me and that Mercury stayed side by side

Now we were Ford men and we likely knew

That we would race until something blew

And we thought it over

Now wouldn't you

I looked down at my lovely bride

Her face was blue I thought she'd died

We left streaks through town about forty feet wide

But me and that Mercury stayed side by side

My brother was pale he said he was sick

He said he was just a nervous wreck

But why should I worry for what the heck

Me and that Mercury were still neck and neck

Now on through the deserts we did glide

And a-flyin' low and a-flyin' wide

Me and that Mercury was a-takin' a ride

And we stayed exactly side by side

Then I looked in the mirror

And I saw somethin' comin'

And I thought it was a plane

By the way it was a-runnin'

Hummin' along at a terrible pace

And I knew right then it was the end of the race

When it flew by us I turned the other way

And the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say

For it was a kid in a hopped up model A

Yeah just a hopped up model A