Capo 4

                    F5              C5
When the wheels are rolling, he's alivess
       G5        C5 
Going 94 in a '55-i
               F5               A5
With a burning engine he would go
                    G5                C5
Down the Gladewater Highway Race Car Joe
                    F5                    C5
Past the Green Frog sign where they sold beer
             G5                  C5
He takes his orders from an engineer
             C5                         A5
He tells the tool pushers which way to go
               G5                 C5
It's one day's work for Race Car Joe


He's got the Camel points from one last drag
Before he takes the grandkids out to Six Flags
The sun has weathered where the wrinkles show
But the years ain't broken Race Car Joe

Solo

Restless dreams, oil fires, broken drill bits
On a blow out tire, there's nude strip joints
It's a holy row
He's seem 'em all Race Car Joe

Six foot give, East Texas style, brand new teeth
Now on a crooked smile
In a one-ton pickup, with a cancer glow
When he looks at you Race Car Joe