Rapid Roy (That Stock Car Boy) - Jim Croce

    Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy
    He too much too believe
    You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
    Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve
    He got a tattoo on his arm that say "Baby"
    He got another one that just say "Hey"
    But every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
    In a '57 Chevrolet

    Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy
    He the best driver in the land
    He say that he learned to race a stock car
    By runnin' 'shine outa Alabam'
    Oh the Demolition Derby
    And the Figure Eight
    Is easy money in the bank
    Compared to runnin' from the man
    In Oklahoma City
    With a 500 gallon tank


    Yea Roy so cool
    That racin' fool he don't know what fear's about
    He do a hundred thirty mile an hour
    Smilin' at the camera
    With a toothpick in his mouth
    He got a girl back home
    Name of Dixie Dawn
    But he got honeys all along the way
    And you oughta hear 'em screamin'
    For that dirt track demon
    In a '57 Chevrolet


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