Текст (слова) песни: C.W. Mccall - Four Wheel Drive

(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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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: C.W. Mccall - Four Wheel Drive (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 Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Four Wheel Drive: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/12458.html Все тексты песен: C.W. Mccall » C.W. Mccall - I`ve Trucked All Over This Land » C.W. Mccall - Livin` Within My Means » C.W. Mccall - Silverton » C.W. Mccall - Silver Iodide Blues » C.W. Mccall - Convoy » C.W. Mccall - `Round The World With The Rubber Duck » C.W. Mccall - The Little Things In Life » C.W. Mccall - Aurora Borealis » C.W. Mccall - Comin` Back For More » C.W. Mccall - Columbine » C.W. Mccall - Camp Bird Mine » C.W. Mccall - The Battle of New Orleans » C.W. Mccall - Ratchetjaw » C.W. Mccall - Pine Tar Wars » C.W. Mccall - Wilderness » C.W. Mccall - Nishnabotna » C.W. Mccall - Telluride Breakdown » C.W. Mccall - Watch The Wildwood Flowers » C.W. Mccall - Niobrara » C.W. Mccall - Roses For Mama Рекомендуем скачать: » Five - Breakdown » Face To Face - Think For Yourself » Faces - Nobody Knows » Fleetwood Mac - Keep on Going » Frank Sinatra - My Ideal » Ferlin Husky - Walking on New Grass » Fall, The - Shoulder Pads » Frank Zappa - Oh No » Fall, The - Secession Man » Fall - Joker Hysterical Face » Fleetwood Mac - Landslide » Feeder - seven days in the sun2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Fish - White Feather » Frank Sinatra - Ill Wind (You`re Blowing Me No Good) » Fishbone - A Selection » flying burrito brothers - My Uncle » Fred Astaire - Let`s Face The Music And Dance » Free Republic Of Failure - Alienation » for amusement only - The Next Time » Frank Sinatra - If I Had You
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