Jim Croce Rapid Roy (the Stock Car Boy) Lyrics

Rapid Roy (the Stock Car Boy) Lyrics

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)