Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Rod Lincoln

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

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

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

With a four carb and dual exhausts
With four gears, you can really get lost
Got safety tubes but I scared
The are good, the tires' fair

Pulled out of San Pedro one night
And the moon and the stars were shining
We was up Grapevine Hill
Passin' cars like they was still

All of a sudden, in the of an eye
A sedan 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 thought I'd make the Lincoln
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 glued like lead to the
That's all there is and ain't no more

Now the boys all thought I'd lost my sense
And telephone poles like a picket fence
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 the guard rail posts
The guy beside me was white as a

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

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

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

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