Ricky Warwick - The Son Of The Wind lyrics

Tazio ripped that road up So bad some round here say The blow he dealt was fatal When the ravens wheeled away My kin folk watched him do it From the hedgerow and the wall Red and gleaming silver Born with the siren's call Finger on the trigger Pedal to the floor My window showed his movie In the years before the war The son of the wind The son of the wind The son of the wind Five hundred thousand people Awe etched on every face On a summer's morning To see Il Maestro race One day a year the world came Outside that Central Bar The church of Nuvolari The Italian and the car Finger on the trigger Pedal to the floor My window showed his movie In the years before the war The son of the wind The son of the wind The son of the wind Twice he came and won Face caked in blood and oil Guts and nerve made Spartans Grace and honest toil Novulari's Alfa Still roars inside my brain On days when this old track Is cold and wet with rain Finger on the trigger Pedal to the floor Finger on the trigger Pedal to the floor My window showed his movie In the years before the war The son of the wind The son of the wind The son of the wind The son of the wind The son of the Wind