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Slow down, little Jaguar |
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Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford |
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Ten miles stretch on an Indiana road |
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T'was a sky blue Jaguar and a Thunderbird Ford |
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Jaguar setting on ninety nine |
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Tryin' to beat the Bird to the county line |
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Just a half-a-mile from Newtonville |
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There had a speed sign sitting at the top of the hill |
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It said : "35 miles, and stay in line" |
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But the Jaguar and Thunderbird never read the sign |
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Slow down, little Jaguar |
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Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford |
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Ludenville was a real small town |
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Had a hundred and two |
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And nine acres of ground |
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Some stool pigeon put the sheriff wise |
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Told him "Park down in Newtonville |
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And catch 'em guys" |
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Sheriff laid down, half hid in the ****s |
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Parked for eight days, didn't nobody speed |
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All of a sudden, dust rose on the road |
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Said "Here come the Jaguar and Thunderbird Ford" |
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Slow down, little Jaguar |
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Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford |
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Sheriff doubled clutched second, put it in third |
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Took right after the Jaguar and Thunderbird |
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He knew he'd get a bonus and a big fat fine |
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If he caught 'em 'fore they crossed that county line |
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Sheriff never drove his car a hundred and flat |
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But if he aimed to get 'em |
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He'd have to do more than that |
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Crest of the hill, he's about a mile behind |
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There wasn't but two mor miles to the county line |
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Slow down, little Jaguar |
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Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford |
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Old Sheiff was countin' on the downward grade |
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With the tall wind pu****n', he had it made |
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Thunderbird saw the Jaguar gainin' speed |
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And waved "Goodbye, Jaguar" and pulled in the lead |
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Jaguar said "You ain't won the race yet" |
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And pulled back around the Bird like a sabre jet |
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Sheriff's front bumper was a yard behind |
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When the T-Bird, Jaguar crossed the line |
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Slow down little Jaguar, |
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Keep cool little Thunderbird Ford |
