Dale Earnhardt; The Intimidator

Well there’s a man in black burning up the track,
he don’t need a mirror cause he never looks back.
Driving to win not just to place,
a 7 time champ he was born and raised.
His daddy lit the flame,
he drives just the same,
there ain’t no denying the Earnhardt name.
Behind the wheel since he was a boy,
a hot rod chevy was his very first toy.
He’s keeping the family tradition alive,
runs it wide open every time he drives.
Oh number 3's gonna creep you like a gator,
don’t look now it’s the intimididator.
This legend leaves no doubt,
what racing’s all about,
rookie of the year his first time out.
Feared by many, but fears no one,
the winners cirlces waiting when the race is won.
So look out ya’ll,
never mind the wall,
this hard charging driver’s here to take it all.
His daddy’s smiling from up above,
while his youngings look on with that same kinda love.
He’s keeping the family tradition alive,
runs it wide open every time he drives.
Oh number 3's gonna creep you like a gator,
don’t look now it’s the intimididator.
Two hundred miles an hour,
swapping paint with you know who.
If somebody’s in his way,
you better hope that it ain’t you.
He’s keeping the family tradition alive,
runs it wide open every time he drives.
Oh number 3's gonna creep you like a gator,
don’t look now it’s the intimididator.