Biografía:
Country Music Hall of Famer Johnny “The Singing Cowboy” Bond (1st of June 1915 - 12th June 1978) and his band the Red River Valley Boys are prime examples from the days when jazz informed “hillbilly” music (or maybe it was the hillbilly informing the jazz).
Born Cyrus Whitfield Bond in Enville, Oklahoma, he learned ukelele and guitar headed to Oklahoma City as a teen to play dances and radio shows as a member of the Singing Cowboy Trio and later the Bell Boys.
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[Intro]
E A B E
[Verse 1]
E
Now you’ve heard the story of the hot rod race
A
When the Ford and the Mercury were setting the pace
E
That story is true I'm here to say
B
‘Cause I was driving that Model A
[Verse 2]
E
It's got a Lincoln motor and it’s really souped up
A
That Model A body makes it look like a pup
E
It's got eight cylinders use them all
B
With an overdrive that just won't stall
E
Got a four barrel carb and dual exhaust
A
Four eleven gears really get lost
E
Got safety tubes and I’m not scared
B
Brakes are good and the tires are fair
[Verse 3]
E
We left San Pedro late one night
A
The Moon and the stars were shinin’ bright
E
And that thing went flyin’ up the Grapevine Hill
B
We were passing cars like they were standing still
E
And all of a sudden like the flick of an eye
A
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
E
The mark was made that’s the car for me
B
But then the tail lights was all you could see
E
Well the fella’s ribbed me for being behind
A
So I started to make that Lincoln unwind
E
Took my foot off the gas man alive
B
I shoved it down into overdrive
[Verse 5]
E
But I wound it up to a 110
A
Twisted the speed-o-meter cable off hand
E
Had my foot be cleared the floor
B
Says that's all there is ain't no more
E
Went around the corner passed a truck
A
I crossed my fingers just for luck
E
The fenders clicking the guard rail posts
B
The guy beside me white as a ghost
E
I guess they thought I had lost a sense
A
The telephone posts looked like a picket fence
E
He said slow down I see spots
B
The lines on the road they just look like dots
E
Smoke was rolling out from the back
A
When I started to gain on that Cadillac
E
I knew I could catch him and I hope I could pass
B
When I did I’ll be short on gas
[Verse 6]
E
Went around the corner with the tires on the side
A
You could feel the tension man what a ride
E
I said hold on I got a license to fly
B
And the Cadillac pulled over and let me by
E
And all of a sudden the rod started knockin’
A
Down in the dips it started rockin’
E
I looked in the mirror the red light was blinkin’
B
The cops were there for my hot rod Lincoln
E
Well, they arrested me and they put me in jail
A
I told my Pop to throw my bail
E
He said son you gonna drive me to drinkin’
B
If you don’t quit drivin’ that hot rod Lincoln
E A B E
[Verse 1]
E
Now you’ve heard the story of the hot rod race
A
When the Ford and the Mercury were setting the pace
E
That story is true I'm here to say
B
‘Cause I was driving that Model A
[Verse 2]
E
It's got a Lincoln motor and it’s really souped up
A
That Model A body makes it look like a pup
E
It's got eight cylinders use them all
B
With an overdrive that just won't stall
E
Got a four barrel carb and dual exhaust
A
Four eleven gears really get lost
E
Got safety tubes and I’m not scared
B
Brakes are good and the tires are fair
[Verse 3]
E
We left San Pedro late one night
A
The Moon and the stars were shinin’ bright
E
And that thing went flyin’ up the Grapevine Hill
B
We were passing cars like they were standing still
E
And all of a sudden like the flick of an eye
A
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
E
The mark was made that’s the car for me
B
But then the tail lights was all you could see
E
Well the fella’s ribbed me for being behind
A
So I started to make that Lincoln unwind
E
Took my foot off the gas man alive
B
I shoved it down into overdrive
[Verse 5]
E
But I wound it up to a 110
A
Twisted the speed-o-meter cable off hand
E
Had my foot be cleared the floor
B
Says that's all there is ain't no more
E
Went around the corner passed a truck
A
I crossed my fingers just for luck
E
The fenders clicking the guard rail posts
B
The guy beside me white as a ghost
E
I guess they thought I had lost a sense
A
The telephone posts looked like a picket fence
E
He said slow down I see spots
B
The lines on the road they just look like dots
E
Smoke was rolling out from the back
A
When I started to gain on that Cadillac
E
I knew I could catch him and I hope I could pass
B
When I did I’ll be short on gas
[Verse 6]
E
Went around the corner with the tires on the side
A
You could feel the tension man what a ride
E
I said hold on I got a license to fly
B
And the Cadillac pulled over and let me by
E
And all of a sudden the rod started knockin’
A
Down in the dips it started rockin’
E
I looked in the mirror the red light was blinkin’
B
The cops were there for my hot rod Lincoln
E
Well, they arrested me and they put me in jail
A
I told my Pop to throw my bail
E
He said son you gonna drive me to drinkin’
B
If you don’t quit drivin’ that hot rod Lincoln
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