It started out front with a five and dime a racing car for a quarter a ride mama looked
worried than she strapped me in 'cause she knew I'd drive and win but I ran out of gas
before to long she dropped another quarter and the race went on at the finish line I herd
the roar of the crowd but it was mama just laughing out loud

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'cause I'm racing with my heart and with my soul never looking back around the oval track
it's a feeling I couldn't let go I took the ckeckard flag at the finish line and the victory lap
when the race is mine running to win and racing with my heart

When I was 15 I got a part time job working on motors down at joe’s garage in my school
and underneath the hood of a Chevy or Ford T-Bird down at the track every Saturday
night he ran a fast car that I wanted to drive I made pit crew chief for the last two years
one night he put me in gear

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