Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 56 Fury , by - Rodney Crowell. Song from the album Texas, in the genre КантриRelease date: 14.08.2019
Record label: RC1
Song language: English
56 Fury |
| Spit curl down his forehead |
| Talking bout yes it’s understood |
| It’s not just some lame six-bang grease stain |
| Sitting underneath the hood |
| Tamping down a camel on a zippo with a grin |
| Maybe wider than a country mile |
| Corsicana cool hand taking us to school man |
| Burnin' up the road style |
| 56 Fury |
| Built for comfort, built for speed |
| 56 Fury |
| Long about every last thing you need |
| 56 Fury |
| Hair stacked up and twisted like some beehive made in France |
| Seven double shots of spray net |
| Down for nothing left to chance |
| Yeah so here’s what’s real cries sweet Lucille |
| They’re ain’t no other boy I know |
| Who can even dare to hold a candle to that hot rod Romeo |
| 56 Fury |
| High performance built for fun |
| 56 Fury |
| Lord have mercy, watch her look at her run |
| 56 Fury |
| Two door hard top coupe so sleek and sexy grown men moan |
| Jet white streak of lightning destination long since gone |
| Back off V8 Ford back off Chevrolet |
| Pontiac and Cadillac ain’t even fit for hauling hay |
| 56 Fury |
| Bound for glory seconds flat |
| 56 Fury |
| Somebody tell me maybe what was that |
| 56 Fury |
| Finest car on the road |