Rapid Roy (The Stock Car Boy) Lyrics
Artist Jim Croce
CHORUS: Oh Rapid Roy that stock car boy He too much too believe You know he
always got an extra pack of cigarettes Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve He got a
tattoo on his arm that say "Baby" He got another on that just say "Hey" But
every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon In a '57 Chevrolet Oh Rapid Roy
that stock car boy He's the best driver in the land He say that he learned to
race a stock car By runnin' 'shine outa Alabam' Oh the Demolition Derby And the
Figure Eight Is easy money in the bank Compared to runnin' from the man In
Oklahoma City With a 500 gallon tank (Repeat Chorus) Yea Roy so cool That racin'
fool he don't know what fear's about He do a hundred thirty mile an hour Smilin'
at the camera With a toothpick in his mouth He got a girl back home Name of
Dixie Dawn But he got honeys all along the way And you oughta hear 'em screamin'
For that dirt track demon In a '57 Chevrolet (Repeat Chorus)