King of the Road

Joey lived a mile outa Southern Cross
Working on trucks for the local pit boss
Friday nights when he'd come to town
They'd all line up to see him lay some rubber down

Joey had a ute built in '74
With a 350 Chevy and four on the floor
Chrome wire wheels and a customised back
He could run the main street quarter mile in under ten flat

'Cause he's the king of the road out here
He's won four big Ford's and old John Deer
He won the summer nationals twice
He's the king of the road out here on Friday nights

Was a summer's night and I remember it well
A city boy thought he had a story to tell
He had a turbo charged flash in the pan
He walked up to Joey, said "Hey, I hear you're the man"

The whole town was there and it was quite a scene
It was the biggest race there ever had been
That little car looked pretty in red
And now Joey's gran is driving it instead

He's the king of the road out here
He's won four big Ford's and an old John Deer
He won the summer nationals twice
He's the king of the road out here on Friday nights

You might have Brocky in the city spotlight
But you ain't ever seen Joey on a Friday night
Folks come a running from miles around
Just to see our Joey laying the rubber down

'Cause he's the king of the road out here
He's won four big Ford's and an old John Deer
He won the summer nationals twice
He's the king of the road out here on Friday nights

King of the road out here
He's won four big Ford's and an old John Deer
He won the summer nationals twice
He's the king of the road out here on Friday night
Well, he's the king of the road out here on Friday night
He's the king of the road out here on Friday night

Drive me home, Joey