Fireball Roberts

I'm sorry babe

I was trying to leave the black dog home

Oh I'm sorry baby

I was tryin' to leave the black dog home

Well I'm sorry baby

I was tryin' to leave the black dog home

But he followed me to your house

And he carried his old chew bone

I gotta a 57 Ford babe

Painted Fireball Roberts white and red

Gotta a 57 Ford baby

Painted Fireball Roberts white and red

Gotta a 57 Ford baby

Painted Fireball Roberts white and red

I haven't run my last race darlin'

But I sometimes wish I did

Don't feel sorry for our love baby

We stuck it right down in the turn

Don't feel sorry for our love babe

Nah, we stuck it right down in the turn

Don't feel sorry for our love baby

Nah we stuck it right down in the turn

And it's not everyday you can walk away

With just these few memories to burn

No, it's not everyday you can walk away

With just these few memories to burn