Burlington Chase

Had the hot rod leaking out, pumping around
Seeing the sights in covering ground
Tennessee, Kentucky, and Carolina
The Smoky Mountains sure look fine

Cruisin' along and doin' real great
I had no place to go, so I wasn't late
Hittin' on 90, my spirits were high
The Burlington limit had passed me by

When he blowed his whistle, I hooted my horn
I knew right then that the race was born
The engineer looked out and waved at me
He had racing blood, I could plainly see

So I stepped on the gas as he pulled away
Cruising side by side as we went on our way
We traveled along, mile after mile
Not much excitement, but sharing a smile

I'd plumb forgot about the gasoline
She started to sputter, I knew she was lean
We were out in the country, miles from town
So I pulled her over to look around

It just so happened up there in the hills
All them farmers had plenty of stills
I walked to a farmer out on the flat
And told him my troubles as we started to chat

Well, he never had a drop of gas on the place
So I figured by then it was the end of the chase
We talked a while, and he made the remark
His old corn squeezes had plenty of spark

So I figured it might be worth a try
And a gallon of stuff I arranged to buy
Well, I carried it back to the Hot Rod Lincoln
And poured in the squeezes made for drinking

I poured most of the squeezes into the tank
Except for a swig or two that I drank
Well, I touched the starter, she sounded great
I and the Burlington had a date

Well, I shoved her in gear and away I flew
You never seen nothing like the Mountain Dew
What little I drank was makin' me high
It didn't take long for the miles to go by

I caught the Burlington right on a turn
I knew by then Mountain Dew would burn
He blowed his whistle a time or two
He should've had some of that Mountain Dew

The Hot Rod Lincoln did fairly fly
As the throttle opened and went on by
120 down the road
Both me and the Lincoln carrying a load

I am going back up in the hills
And setting me up one of them stills
But I'll bet you my bottom dollar
Them colors of the drags are gonna holler

But I ain't gonna be nobody's fool
No more drinking, I'll use it for fuel
'Cause there won't be a dragster quicker
When I fill her up on drinking liquor