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Viewing Lyrics for Four Wheel Drive:

Artist:C.w. Mccall
No album artwork found
Album:Wolf Creek Pass
Track:Four Wheel Drive
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:1112
 
Lyrics:(bill fries, chip davis)

We is screamin' through the valley
Where the nishnabotna
flows
Through the mud and crud and cornfields
Where the mari-ju-wana grows
'cross the
railroad tracks of persia
Down the hills and up the dale
Had a cj-5 with a four-wheel
drive
And smokey on my tail.

Well, he picked me up at exit 12
On the
i-six-eighty ramp
I was doin' 67 per
When i rumbled through his trap
He commenced to
whirl his flashin' lights
And he made his siren wail
I slipped on down to four-wheel
drive
With smokey on my tail

Now i got racin' stripes and dual pipes
And
smokey's got a ford
Got a mill with a four pot carb, you know
But smokey's stroked and
bored
Well, the chase was on, but i had the edge
With a rig that'll never fail
Got a
cj-5 with a four-wheel drive
And smokey on my tail

Yeah, he was.

Well, i
dropped on down to granny low
And i made a hard right turn
My big ol' fat commando
tires
Went slashin' through the corn
Well, the tassels blew
And the kernels flew

And it looked like yella hail
Just cookin' alive in a four-wheel drive
With smokey on my
tail

Well, we went screamin' through the valley
Where the nishnabotna flows

Through the mud and crud and cornfields
Where the mari-ju-wana grows
'cross the railroad
tracks of persia
Up the hills and down the dales
My cj-5 with four-wheel drive
And
smokey on my tail.

[imagine a series of comic-style thought balloons.]

Look
out, now. here he come.

Oh, we gonna get it on now.

(don't hit that fella with
the banjo.)

We gonna swim this here creek now, smokey. [pronounced "crick", of
course.]

Yard wide and a foot deep.

"nishnabota river", they call
it.

Might haveta winch out.

Gonna do a wheelie on that there gopher mound now,
smokey.

Can you dig it, smokey?

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

Goodness gracious. 'bout ta bust my shocks.

[back to our
regularly-scheduled rhyming. add the sound of wailing sirens.]

Well, that jeep of mine
made smokey whine
His rig was made of lead
He was mired in fourteen feet of mud
So he
radioed ahead
I pulled up onto the blacktop
Went crashin' on through the rail
Sakes
alive! i had twenty-five more
Smokeys on my tail!

Now i had racin' stripes and dual
pipes
And smokey had a ford
Had a mill with a four pot carb, you know
But smokey's
stroked and bored
Well, the race was on, but i had the edge
With a rig that'll never
fail
Got a cj-5 with a four-wheel drive
Settin' out back a' the jail
 
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