Charlie Daniels Band - Stroker's Theme lyrics

Stroker Ace was born to race he had a mean streak two feet wide A son of a gun with a taste for fun and more than his share of pride Take a dirt road curve with a devils nerve make a car dance across the mud Haulin? shine was his regular line till the track got in his blood Was a real hot shot and he bragged a lot, but man that fool could drive 'Cause he loved the feel of the steering wheel And the girls with bedroom eyes And in a race of time or a bar room fight, Ol? Stroker stole the show A back stretch blazer, a real hell raiser and a racetrack Romeo Mama lock your daughters up that vile bunch is back in town And them little girls get frisky when they hear that race car sound They're bringing out the yellow flag, somebody?s brakes have failed There's an alsike on the inside and a wreck along the rail You'd better stand on it Stroker 'cause a bandit?s on your tail It?s a dynamite joy for a country boy when he hears them engines moan But you've gotta hang tough when it gets real rough When you're out there on your own 'cause they'll push you down They'll knock you down, they'll shove you up against the wall And you always know when the engine blows that a man can't win ?em all You can push that car just a little too far any Sunday afternoon And if you'd break your neck in some damn fool wreck They'd forget about you soon But Ol? Stroker Ace was born to race and it?s worth all the trying Just the dirt champagne in the victory lane and to hear that concrete whine Stroker get your dander up this ain't no time to laugh You've got to make the lap up if you're gonna take that checkered flag Number 10 is closin? in to even up the score It?s time to wave bye bye and put the pedal on the floor You'd better stand on it Stroker 'cause your blowin? off their doors Blow their doors off Stroker Stand on it, son Ah, you good lookin? devil you