| Hear that dixie thunder roaring
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| Through those blue ridge hills
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| Haulin' that white lightning from
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| A neighbor’s moonshine still
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| Carolina to Daytona they
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| Gave us all a thrill
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| That’s how it all got started
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| Southern boys and Detroit wheels
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| Shade tree mechanics changin'
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| Oil and fixin' flats
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| They could pull a motor yeah
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| And change it just like that
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| The magic in their fingers
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| The talent and the will
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| A winning combination
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| Southern boys and Detroit wheels
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| The Pettys and The Allisons
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| Among the chosen few
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| They went from the back roads
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| To making front page news
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| Born to chase a dream and
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| Bound to lead the field
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| They make my world go round
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| Southern boys and Detroit wheels
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| Oh I miss Ol' Dale Earnhardt
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| Number three riding high
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| Pedal to the metal man
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| He could really fly
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| Two things you gotta have
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| A heart of gold and nerves of steel
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| Racing’s in their blood
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| Southern boys and Detroit wheels
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| The Pettys and The Allisons
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| Among the chosen few
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| They went from the back roads
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| To making front page news
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| Born to chase a dream and
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| Bound to lead the field
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| They make my world go round
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| Southern boys and Detroit wheels
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| Yeah a winning combination
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| Southern boys and Detroit wheels |