And The Crowd Goes Wild

Intro: (x4) He was an underdog, a no threat A Nascar junkie, a rookie, a wannabe Still wet behind the ears A red line rever just jammin' his gears There are those that are, and those that ain't The quickest get stickers, he was nothin' but paint Chartruese paint Big race now we cut to, the last ten laps And here comes junior, sneakin up From the back of the pack, with a fire in his eyes Waving out the window as he passes em by The tension mounts now he's number two All outta rubber and runnin on fumes It's door to door, out of turn four He sees those checkers and he hears that roar And the crowd goes wild And the crowd goes wild You're shining like a superstar baby And the crowd goes wild He played the honky-tonks, the roadside bars A real hum-dinger, a blue eyed singer With a red guitar around his neck Paying them dues bout starving to death But he told his mamma every time he came back One of these days I'm gonna buy you a big long Cadillac, get you outta this shack Then he hit the road, frontin' a band Six long hairs bobbing up and down In a Chevy van, all beat up Did a lot of giving but he never gave up Then one night, he wrote a song Made a little record it started catching on Now it's coliseums, he's all the rage The lights go down when he hits the stage