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Keith Bryant - Ridin' with the Legend Lyrics
I was on my way to Daytona, I had my race gear in my pack
When a stranger pulled up beside me in a stock car, painted Black
He was dressed like a NASCAR driver, moustache with Mirrored eyes
Said It's a long walk to Florida, would you like a ride, son
So I crawled across the roll-cage as he fired that Chevy up
The badge on his sleeve said the man had won seven Winston Cups
His eyes we're intimidatin' as he rode into the night
An' I knew there was somethin' strange about this ride
He said boy can you make fans stand an' scream your name
Can you hit 'em in the rear an' grab another gear, still roll Into victory lane
He said boy do you know how it feels to run three wide
'Cause if you're Daytona-bound let me warn you you're in for A ride
Then he cried when we got to Daytona an' as he pulled onto the track
And he said this is where you get out boy 'cause number Three ain't comin' back
As I crawled out of the race car I said thanks I'll catch you later
He said It'd be tough catchin' me boy 'cause I'm The Intimidator
He said boy, do you make fans stand an' scream your name
Can you hit 'em in the rear an' grab another gear still roll into Victory lane
He said boy do you know how it feels to run three wide
'Cause if you're Daytona-bound let me warn you you're in for A ride
He said boy can you make fans stand an' scream your name
Can you hit 'em in the rear an' grab another gear still roll into Victory lane
He said boy do you know how it feels to run three wide
'Cause if you're Daytona-bound, let me warn you you're in For a ride
If you're Daytona-bound let me warn you you're in for a ride
You been ridin' with the legend and' it's a fast ride
