Stand On It - Mel McDaniel

Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt

track

He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back

Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out,

When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout

«Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it»

Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn’t get a hand

on it Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line

She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39

He hollered «Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it»

CHORUS

Well now when in doubt and you can’t figure it out

Just stand on it Well, if your mind’s confused, you don’t know what you’re gonna do Well buddy, stand on it Well if you’ve lost control of the situation at hand

Go grab a girl;

go see a rock and roll band

And stand on it Come on man, stand on it Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it He wouldn't of got out of Italy

, man that's for sure,

Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore

Shouting «Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it»

CHORUS

Bobby was leadin' the pack, he settled back and he got ready for the long haul

Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blew him into

the wall

Well he rolled over twice, lucky to survive

Layin' in the back of the ambulance more dead than alive

Somebody shouted «Man, you call that drivin'?