I’ve got an old V - 8 from the year I was born Don’t look like much just a flat black Ford           But the engine’s clean I could paint her some day But most of the time I think I like her this way          ***Chorus: Don’t turn no heads don’t catch no eye I’m just a wind on the road gonna pass you by               *********** Well I used to talk tough and I used to get loud Want to paint my name all over this town            But folks lined up just to dog my day Now if I stay quiet they stay out of my way               ***Chorus*** I got a brand new plan gonna help myself ’Cause it’s the fat man’s turn gonna share the wealth Put the money in the bag and keep your hands in sight Turn around count to ten I’ll go back into the night    ***Chorus*** Don’t call for help don’t scream don’t cry Just a wind on the road gonna pass you by.