Tim Wilson - Nascar Song lyrics

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She named me Dale Darrell Waltrip Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill Irvin Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.

I guess you could say Momma was a NASCAR fan,

I was born in Talladega up in the stands.

The fans all cheered the second I arrived,

the loudspeaker said "The boy's born to drive!"

We didn't have money for a pacifier,

so I sucked on the valve off a Goodyear tire...

a seven pound, eight ounce, son-of-the-south

born with a taste for racin' in my mouth.

She named me Dale Darrell Waltrip Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill Irvin Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.

I got my first real stock-car when I was nine,

an old one Momma bought off of Jeff Bodine.

The Winston Cup people said "The boy's too young"...

'till I qualified second at Darlington.

How in the world could a nine-year-old child

hit 197 in a time trial?

The man said Momma ought to be ashamed...

"but by the way son, tell us what's your name"?

I told 'em Dale Darrell Waltrip Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill Irvin Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.

I got a "Toys-R-Us" sponsor and a new pit-crew.

Daytona loves "Little 52"

The junior-high-school girls are all cheerin' for me.

I'm out there intimidatin' "Number 3"

But I ain't got room on my cards, or my caps, or the helmet I'm drivin' with...

to write Dale Darrell Waltrip Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill Irvin Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.