Douglas Roberts

Checkered Flag

04:10
Douglas Roberts
Douglas Roberts, Loren Butz, Thomas Fratilla

Lyrics

CHECKERED FLAG!

Living in the pits to make position pole
Open wheel or stock, they’re all set-up to roll
If you’re not at the front you’ll be eating dust
Stand still too long, you’ll get run over or rust

Want to win big; not just looking to show
They are all lined up and they’re ready to go
Chance to make a mark; give them what they’ve never seen
It’s all worth the wait when the flag drops green

Working all week just to get to the track
The lights are shining bright, the grandstands are packed
CHORUS
Stomping on the pedal:  they’re gone baby, gone
Sliding through the corners like skipping stones
Looking for the lead, they’re tuned-up right
Who wants to take the checkered flag home tonight?
(Whoa Ohh, Wo  a whoa)

Spin-out in number two the lead car stalled
Push truck, yellow flag, caution called
Restart line-up the cars are nose to tail
The leader hits the cone and the green flag sails

(solo)
The roar of the engines, the roar of the crowd
They’re bumping and they’re rubbing, they’re not too proud
Looking for the trophy, not looking to impress
Butterflies in the stomach feel the rumble in your chest

Living for the glory you know what I mean
If you don’t-- you’ll get the gist while engines scream!

Stomping on the pedal:  they’re gone baby, gone
Sliding through the corners like skipping stones
Pushing for the lead, everything feeling right
Going to take the checkered flag home tonight
(Whoa Ohh, Wo  a whoa)

The white flag is out, just one more lap
Keep that throttle wide open, no time to nap
Push into turn four neck and neck for the lead
Going to cross the finish line at break neck speed

Stomping on the pedal:  you’re gone baby, gone
Sliding through the corners like a skipping stone
Tight through the turn, got the lead in sight
Going to take the checkered flag home tonight
(Whoa Ohh, Wo  a whoa)
Repeat last CHORUS