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 one that just say "hey" But every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon In a fifty-seven 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 outta 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 five-hundred gallon tank 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 one that just say "hey" But every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon In a fifty-seven Chevrolet Yeah Roy’s 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 tooth pick 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 fifty-seven Chevrolet 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 one that just say "hey" But every Sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon In a fifty-seven Chevrolet