Luyện nghe bài hát Four Wheel Drive

(Bill Fries, Davis)

We is through the valley
Where the Nishnabotna
Through the mud and crud and
the mari-ju-wana grows
'Cross the railroad tracks of
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
I rumbled through his trap
He commenced to whirl his flashin'
And he made his wail
I on down to four-wheel drive
With on my tail

Now I got racin' and dual pipes
And got a Ford
Got a mill with a four pot carb, you
But stroked and bored
Well, the was on, but I had the edge
With a rig never fail
Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel
And Smokey on my

Yeah, he was.

Well, I dropped on to granny low
And I a hard right turn
My big ol' fat Commando
slashin' through the corn
Well, the tassels
And the kernels
And it looked like yella
Just cookin' in a four-wheel drive
With Smokey on my

Well, we went screamin' through the
Where the flows
the mud and crud and cornfields
Where the mari-ju-wana
'Cross the tracks of Persia
Up the hills and down the
My with four-wheel drive
And on my tail.

[Imagine a series of thought balloons.]

out, now. Here he come.

Oh, we get it on now.

(Don't hit that with the banjo.)

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

Yard and a foot deep.

"Nishnabota River", call it.

Might haveta out.

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

Can you dig it,

Got four on the and four in the air on that one, didn't we?

Goodness gracious. ta bust my shocks.

[Back to our regularly-scheduled rhyming. Add the sound of sirens.]

Well, that Jeep of made Smokey whine
His rig was of lead
He was mired in feet of mud
So he ahead
I pulled up the blacktop
Went crashin' on through the
Sakes alive! I had more
on my tail!

Now I had stripes and dual pipes
And had a Ford
Had a mill with a four pot carb, you
But Smokey's stroked and
Well, the was on, but I had the edge
With a rig that'll fail
Got a CJ-5 with a four-wheel
Settin' out back a' the