Nascar Speed Lyrics

And your hand It wrestles with the wind

As it hangs outside the window Above the tint

And that spirit that fights you Is beat down by your fingertips

But you don't see Just dial the dash to 96

Going Nascar Speed

Just you and me in the 93 old beat up Cherokee

Chasing the Sky

And I can't see

What's in front of me because you set me free from all these worldly cares

As we fly by

And my mama she cries that we'll surely die if we keep it up

But she's never seen fast love in Bowling Greene Growing up

I Still keep that old pink camo Bible right there up on the dash

Because you swore that it would save us from a crash

And that Bible's seen the world it's seen the mountains deserts plains and bays

It's seen more than we ever saw back in our days

Going Nascar Speed

Just you and me in the ninity-three old beat up Cherokee

Chasing the Sky

And I can't see

What's in front of me because you set me free from all these worldly cares

As we fly by

And my mama she cries that we'll surely die if we keep it up

But she's never seen fast love in Bowling Greene Growing up

So I guess that Ill just love you from afar

As you take the wind from another boy in that damn car

And I like to think that you still remember the day we met

We were driving Clydsdale South I can't forget

Going Nascar Speed

Just you and me in the ninty-three old beat up Cherokee

Chasing the Sky

And I can't see

What's in front of me because you set me free from all these worldly cares

As we fly by

And my mama she cries that we'll surely die if we keep it up

But she's never seen fast love in Bowling Greene Growing up

Going Nascar Speed

Just you and me in the 93 old beat up Cherokee

Chasing the Sky

And I can't see

What's in front of me because you set me free from all these worldly cares

As we fly by

And my mama she cries that we'll surely die if we keep it up

But she's never seen fast love in Bowling Greene Growing up