Fireball Roberts by Jack Baymoore & The Bandits
Fireball Roberts lyrics
Pedal to the metal, foot to the floor
Racing down the track, revving more, more, more
Fireball Roberts, doin' mighty fine
Look out Wendell Scott is comin' right from behind
Rockin' and a rollin' from side to side
Well, these crazy cats are really going hog wild
Racin' and chasin', go cat go
Marshall Teague screaming, Hudson go, go, go
Fireball Roberts, leads another lap
Crazy Junior Johnson's pickin' up the slack
Rockin' and a rollin' from side to side
Well, that stock car racers really fly, fly, fly
(Fly ford fly!)
Taking your chance, do it mighty rough
Don't be a weenie 'cause it's gonna be tough
Fireball Roberts, still in number one
Second, Junior Johnson 's gettin' ready for fun
Squeezin' and pushin', makin' Roberts a wreck
Johnson blows his tyres, rollin' off the track
Haulin' moonshine, racin' in the night
Outrun the police or it's gonna be a fight
Fireball Roberts, first to cross the line
Baker and Turner comin' right behind
Another crazy day with the racing pack
Fireball Roberts tearin' up the track
Fireball Roberts tearin' up the track
Fireball Roberts tearin' up the track
Fireball Roberts tearin' up the track
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