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