Ridin With The Legend

F C There's a feud that won't go away F It's gotten stronger through the years C It used to be fought with guns and words F But now it's fought with gears Bb The Hatfields and McCoys F Bb Ain't settled their spat F It's a modern day rivalry C F Fought out on the track D The Hatfields are driving Chevys G The McCoys are driving Fords C Both sides think they're better F The Winston Cup is their reward D Their goal is to separate G The men from the boys C Will it be the Chevys or the Fords? F The Hatfields or McCoys? C Now the hills are asphalt banks F Their horses are under the hood C Their gunpowder's turned to racing fuel F But it burns just as good Bb One side's "Like a Rock" F Bb The other's "Built Ford Tough" F They wanna come in first C F Second's not enough D The Hatfields are driving Chevys G The McCoys are driving Fords C Both sides think they're better F The Winston Cup is their reward D Their goal is to separate G The men from the boys C Will it be the Chevys or the Fords? F The Hatfields or McCoys? Guitar Solo D G C F Bb F D G A Bb B C D Eb E F Bb Most people don't know F The cousins they won't claim Bb The Dodge and the Pontiac C Sometimes get in the way D The Hatfields are driving Chevys G The McCoys are driving Fords C Both sides think they're better F The Winston Cup is their reward D Their goal is to separate G The men from the boys C Will it be the Chevys or the Fords? F The Hatfields or McCoys? Bb Will it be the Chevys or the Fords? C F The Hatfields or McCoys? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 2.) "Traditions Sure Run Deep" ! Capo on 1st fret ! G C G C G We've got a family tradition here C That's been around for 50 years Am A long bloodline getting longer D Running harder and racing stronger G Lee Petty drove with pride C When his son Richard pulled along beside Am How could he have ever known D Dsus4 D That that young man would hold the throne? C D These traditions sure run deep G D/F# Em Em7 From the drivers to the fans in the seats C D G It's a common prayer that we all keep C D Passed down from father to son G D/F# Em Em7 Little slice of America C D G C These traditions sure run deep G Ned Jarrett, now there's a name C What a man for the hall of fame Am Did it ever enter his mind D He'd be calling the race when Dale crossed the line? G The Allisons, what a legacy C They made their place in history Am Makes you wonder how high he'd have climbed D Dsus4 D If Davey could have had a little more time C D These traditions sure run deep G D/F# Em Em7 From the drivers to the fans in the seats C D G It's a common prayer that we all keep C D Passed down from father to son G D/F# Em Em7 Little slice of America C D G These traditions sure run deep Em There's no doubt Bm There's a lot of high expectations C Of carrying on the hopes and dreams D To the next generation C D These traditions sure run deep G D/F# Em Em7 From the drivers to the fans in the seats C D G It's a common prayer that we all keep C D Passed down from father to son G D/F# Em Em7 Little slice of America C D G Bm D Em D These traditions sure run deep C D G These traditions sure run deep Em Bm C D G ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 3.) "The Ballad of the Old School Bus" A A Well, I got a big ol' raise in pay D7 Back in 1993 A I told myself right then F E We'd be going to a race in a new RV A I went down to Jake's RV Town D7 Found a dream home on wheels E N.C. Out come a fella all dressed in plaid N.C. Said, "I'll give ya a heck of a deal!" N.C. A Well, he had me convinced D7 It was the one I had to buy A 'til I refigured my raise in pay F E Felt I was 100,000 shy A Well, I couldn't let my family down D7 So I turned to plan B E N.C. Buford Johnson had an old school bus E7 He said he'd sell to me D She wasn't much to look at A But to me, she was a gem D Perfect for the wife and kids A And going to Watkins Glen D7 E Racing flags, platform top A D And a cooler just for me A And a coat hanger antenna E N.C. A For my portable TV A Well, we went to the track D7 And I was feeling proud of our old bus A When a great, big, brand new motorhome F E Pulled in beside of us A Well, it was plain to see that it had all D7 The luxuries of home E N.C. An air conditioner and an indoor john N.C. And even a cellular phone N.C. A But I didn't let that bother me D7 I had more than I'd ever wished A And then I happened to notice F E My neighbor had a satellite dish A A ten foot screen, an ice machine D7 A recliner and a Frigidaire E N.C. I almost felt ridiculous E7 And then I said, "Well, I don't care!" D 'cause mine wasn't much to look at A But to me, she was a gem D Perfect for the wife and kids A And going to Watkins Glen D7 E Racing flags, platform top A D And a cooler just for me A And a coat hanger antenna E N.C. A7 For my portable TV D A Ha, ha, ha, ha D E7 What time's Indy come on? Yeah D A Ah, right after the race D Ah, cool A E7 A A N.C. Next thing I know, I was going nuts D7 N.C. My driver, he'd took the lead A N.C. Well, I was yelling and screaming N.C. F E My neighbor came over with a thumbs-up sign for me A N.C. We hugged and danced and jumped around D7 N.C. And shared the ultimate high E N.C. You should've seen us two grown men N.C. With tears in our eyes N.C. A Now, we've become the best of friends D7 Ever since that race A And every year since then F E We'd meet in the same old place A Now the moral of the story is at the track D7 We're all equal, you and me E7 Whether you're driving a brand new motorhome E7 N.C. A Or a school bus RV D She wasn't much to look at A But to me, she was a gem D Perfect for the wife and kids A And going to Watkins Glen D7 E7 Racing flags, platform top A D And a cooler just for me A And a coat hanger antenna E7 To watch the whole dang race A On my portable TV ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 4.) "Ridin' With The Legend" ! Capo on 3rd fret ! G D A G D A A G I was on my way to Daytona, I had my race gear in my pack D A When a stranger pulled up beside me in a stock car painted black G He was dressed like a NASCAR driver, mustache with mirrored eyes D A Said, "It's a long walk to Florida, would you like a ride, son?" A G So I crawled across the roll-cage as he fired that Chevy up D A The badge on his sleeve said the man had won seven Winston cups G His eyes were intimidating as he rode into the night D A And I knew there was something strange about this ride G D A He said, "Boy, can you make fans stand and scream your name? E Can you hit 'em in the rear and grab another gear, still roll into victory lane?" G D A He said, "Boy, do you know how it feels to run three wide? G D A 'cause if you're Daytona-bound, let me warn you, you're in for a ride." G D A A G Then he cried when we got to Daytona as he pulled onto the track D A And he said, "This is where you get out, boy, 'cause number three ain't comin' back." G As I crawled out of the race car, I said, "Thanks, I'll catch you later." D A He said, "It'll be tough catching me, boy, 'cause I'm The Intimidator." G D A He said, "Boy, can you make fans stand and scream your name? E Can you hit 'em in the rear and grab another gear, still roll into victory lane?" G D A He said, "Boy, do you know how it feels to run three wide? G D A 'cause if you're Daytona-bound, let me warn you, you're in for a ride." G D A He said, "Boy, can you make fans stand and scream your name? E Can you hit 'em in the rear and grab another gear, still roll into victory lane?" G D A He said, "Boy, do you know how it feels to run three wide? G D A 'cause if you're Daytona-bound, let me warn you, you're in for a ride. G D A If you're Daytona-bound, let me warn you, you're in for a ride." G D A "You've been ridin' with the legend G D A And it's a fast ride." G D A ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 5.) "Blood Sweat and Gears" A G E E This job's not for the faint of heart E You wouldn't call it a walk in the park A No such thing as nine-to-five E Two hundred miles an hour, just trying to survive B7 It's not your normal suit-and-tie career A To make it in this field G E It takes blood, sweat and gears A Blood, sweat and gears E Men with no fear A They look death in the eye E Every time they drive B7 There ain't no second guessing here A G E It all comes down to blood, sweat and gears E This ain't no assembly line E It's not your ordinary grind A No time to play, the work's too hard E The only brakes are on the car B7 There ain't no corporate ladder to climb A G E They don't punch a clock, they cross the line A Blood, sweat and gears E Men with no fear A They look death in the eye E Every time they drive B7 There ain't no second guessing here A G E It all comes down to blood, sweat and gears Guitar Solo A E A B7 A G E A E One way to describe the men behind the wheel A B7 Is nothing but guts inside a cage of steel A Blood, sweat and gears E Men with no fear A They look death in the eye E Every time they drive B7 There ain't no second guessing here A G E It all comes down to blood, sweat and gears B7 There ain't no second guessing here A G E It all comes down to blood, sweat and gears ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 6.) "Me and Dad" ! Capo on 1st fret ! D A E D A Asus2 B7 E Me and Dad were talking Amaj7 On our way to the track D Asus2 I said, "I bet you've never seen Jeff Gordon E Darrell, Junior or guys like that E Just faster cars and bigger stars Amaj7 And girls and high-banked curves" D He just smiled at me Asus2 E And never said a word E I told him about their nerves of steel Amaj7 And cars that almost fly D Asus2 "You won't believe the skill E In the way that these guys drive" E There's more fans in the stands Amaj7 Than I realized D He just sat there listening Asus2 E With a twinkle in his eyes B I said, "These are the days A E When they race for their pride A E Swapping paint in the turns B And coming out three-wide B Racing for the win C#m B A G#m And never looking back F#m B These are the days at the track" D A E D A Asus2 B7 E That's when my dad said to me Amaj7 "Now, hold on one minute, son D Asus2 Let me tell you how it was E Back when I was young E There was Jack Ingram and Buddy Baker Amaj7 And good ol' Alabama Gang" D I just sat there and listened Asus2 E As he rattled off those names E He told me how the drivers Amaj7 Worked on their own cars D Asus2 They had a pit crew of friends and family E But they all worked just as hard E No walls to hit, just men of grit Amaj7 No sponsors, but a lot of heart D "I remember how it was Asus2 E When racing got its start" B He said, "Those were the days A E When they race for their pride A E Swapping paint in the turns B And coming out three-wide B Racing for the win C#m B A G#m And never looking back F#m B These are the days at the track" Piano Solo D A E D A E Guitar Solo D A E F#m G#m A B These are the days A E That they race for their pride A E Swapping paint in the turns B And coming out three-wide B Racing for the win C#m B A G#m And never looking back F#m G#m A Those were the days F#m G#m A These are the days F#m B D A E Now, me and Dad, we spend our days at the track D A E ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 7.) "Out There On The Infield" E A E E A E E A E E A E E A E It's more fun than a barroom brawl E A E Having a good time's the only law A D A There's more wildlife here than a city zoo E A E I just saw Bubba soaking Betty Lou A He's the sharp-shooting water bottle king B7 She's the wild, wet t-shirt queen E We're out there on the infield A E Getting ready for the show E Out there on the infield F# B It's almost race time so A Leave your cares behind B Have a real good time E A All us diehards know E That out there on the infield B N.C. Is where the party people go E A E E A E E A E Walking around concession row E A E I ran into good-timing Tattoo Joe A D A Well, he said, "Man, you won't believe E A E What Mud Pit Mary just showed me" A I never knew she had so much to share B7 'til I saw #3 tattooed right there E We're out there on the infield A E Getting ready for the show E Out there on the infield F# B It's almost race time so A Leave your cares behind B Have a real good time E A All us diehards know E That out there on the infield B N.C. Is where the party people go Guitar Solo E A E E A E A D A E A E B7 N.C. We're out there on the infield N.C. Getting ready for the show N.C. Out there on the infield F# B It's almost race time so A Leave your cares behind B Have a real good time E A All us diehards know E We're out there on the infield A E Getting ready for the show E We're out there on the infield F# B It's almost race time so A Leave your cares behind B Have a real good time E A All us diehards know E That out there on the infield B7 E Is where the party people go E Out there on the infield B7 N.C. Is where the party people go E A E E A E For the show E A E Y'all know Yeah E A E ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 8.) "Driver's Prayer" C G D C G/B A D D Everything is quiet now A Bm But the stands will soon be full G D With thousands of our screaming fans A All waiting on a show Bm G That's where this whole racetrack D G Takes on a life of its own D So listen to this driver's prayer A D I don't wanna feel alone C Keep us safe today, dear Lord G When we sit behind the wheel E Be right here beside us A If it be your will C Help us to do our best G Then turn it over to you D Guide us and direct us A Bm 'til this race is through G D Guide us and direct us A D 'til this race is through F Em Dm C F Em Dm G Am A D I know the car is ready A Bm We've done all that we can do G D I have the love of family A Great friends and crew Bm G I'm thankful for the chance D G To be here today D So what I'm asking for, dear Lord A D Is your blessing along the way C Keep us safe today, dear Lord G When we sit behind the wheel E Be right here beside us A If it be your will C Help us to do our best G Then turn it over to you D Guide us and direct us A Bm 'til this race is through G D Guide us and direct us A D 'til this race is through C G D C G/B A D ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 9.) "Sons of Thunder" A B7 E E It seems it's in their genes E And runs through the 'bama trees E Passed down from father to son E That dire need for speed A It's a bond that's so strong A That it'll make and tear asunder B7 Let me introduce you E To a few sons of thunder A Lee gave us Richard A And then along came Kyle F# Ned gave us Dale B And man, the boys were running wild A The young Earnhardt and Marlin A A brand new wonder B7 Carrying on tradition E The sons of thunder E They really can't be compared E To the ones who came before E It's a different style of racing E A different engine roar A Each has to earn the right A In their own way B7 To drive in a Winston Cup race E They have their dues to pay A Lee gave us Richard A And then along came Kyle F# Ned gave us Dale B And man, the boys were running wild A The young Earnhardt and Marlin A A brand new wonder B7 Carrying on tradition E The sons of thunder Violin Solo E C# F# B C#m Dm D#m Mandolin Solo A E C# F# B E A Lee gave us Richard A And then along came Kyle F# Ned gave us Dale B And man, the boys were running wild A The young Earnhardt and Marlin A A brand new wonder B7 Carrying on tradition E The sons of thunder B7 Carrying on tradition E The sons of thunder D D# E ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 10.) "The Checkered Flag Is Gold" G D A D D In the fall of '47 A D Bill France had a dream G D He pulled together some roughneck drivers A In the name of speed Bm G They raced on sand in Daytona D G And dirt in Caroline D And on the back roads of Georgia A D They beat the law running 'shine D The plan Bill had was simple A Bm Bm/A To put rules into place G D He'd promote the races A And guarantee the pay Bm G So they'd tune their engines D G Just like an old guitar D What started off as just a dream A D Became NASCAR A Now the checkered flag is golden G D They waved it fifty years A And everyone has played their part G D And the end is nowhere near G A From the sponsors to the drivers D G To the fans young and old D It's one big celebration A D The checkered flag is gold G D A D D The fifties brought us asphalt A D With turns banked way up high G D A win on Sunday meant sales on Monday A It opened Detroit's eyes Bm G Became a household name in the sixties D G Thanks to ABC D And R.J.R. made it's mark A D With the Winston Cup series D The seventies and eighties A Bm Bm/A Brought more fans and faster cars G D The purses became larger A And drivers became stars Bm G It gets more exciting D G As every year rolls by D It's become a way of life A D America as apple pie A Now the checkered flag is golden G D They waved it fifty years A And everyone has played their part G D And the end is nowhere near G A From the sponsors to the drivers D G To the fans young and old D It's one big celebration A D The checkered flag is gold D In the fall of '47 A D Bill France had a dream