Colt Ford - Left Y'all In The Dust (NASCAR Song) lyrics

Gentlemen (gentlemen, gentlemen)
Start your engines (start your engines)

Race for the rubber, turnin' my fast car
Racin' to the Sprint Cup 'cause I'm NASCAR
Call me Robby, Jeff, or Dale Earnhardt
Gentlemen, start your engines, it's NASCAR
Number one, I'll never be the last car
Finish line's all mine 'cause I'm NASCAR
Sorry, it's time to go party
Left y'all in the dust

Sprint Cup from Daytona to Talladega
Colt Ford gear shiftin' at
The Bristol speedway
You can call me Jimmie Johnson
Board leader all day
Got the Chevy engine rumblin'
A car without keys five hundred laps to go
And the track is all me
Too many sponsors on my car
From Kellogg's to Kraft Cheese
(Kraft Cheese)
That's me walkin' in wants to win
My game plan is simple, son I came to win
Just give me a Budweiser
This one for Rough Rider
Runnin' loose past the signal
Just like spent wires (spent wires)
Chase to Bank America, my gas tank full now
See the checker flag drop
I'm feelin' good now
Foot to the pedal, asphalt touchin' rubber
Used to watch Richard Petty growin' up
I learned from it (learned from it)
My pit crew sick too, it's like Amazing Grace
I say a prayer 'fore the helmet touch my face

Race for the rubber, turnin' my fast car
Racin' to the Sprint Cup 'cause I'm NASCAR
Call me Robby, Jeff, or Dale Earnhardt
Gentlemen, start your engines, it's NASCAR
Number one, I'll never be the last car
Finish line's all mine 'cause I'm NASCAR
Sorry, it's time to go party
Left y'all in the dust

I wanna go fast, it's either first or last
So we can bang and trade paint
If you're tryin' to pass
I feel the need for speed
Guess I was born to do it
It's a crash in turn three
Pick a line and drive through it
My fuel's gettin' low, but I got to go
This is NASCAR baby, ain't no time for slow
If you wanna come get it
We could walk the ground
But, I'm here for one thing
And that's the finish line
Runnin' side by side with
Smoke and Kurt Busch
See me haulin kinda fast, can't stop
I gotta push casey Mears and Mark Martin
In the outside groove
Kasey Kahne goin' low, but they all too slow
Old Colt got the lead with twenty laps to go
See ya all at victory lane
Where they pop the champagne
Dodge and Toyota, even Chevy and Ford
I love 'em all, baby doll
When the pedal's to the floor

Race for the rubber, turnin' my fast car
Racin' to the Sprint Cup 'cause I'm NASCAR
Call me Robby, Jeff, or Dale Earnhardt
Gentlemen, start your engines, it's NASCAR
Number one, I'll never be the last car
Finish line's all mine 'cause I'm NASCAR
Sorry, it's time to go party
Left y'all in the dust

Hey, Colt
You look pretty good out there, buddy
I'm comin', baby i know you wanna win
I came to win you got to slow down
You're all over the track
Don't crash that car
You'll be in trouble if you crash that car
Don't worry about it son, I got it
How far back are they?
I don't know, just slow down
I can't slow down baby, this is NASCAR
I'll see y'all at the finish line