Chrome And Thunder

Yeah, blue oval on the grill

One's for the dirt,

one's for the hill

My F-150 parked out on the gravel yard

Built for the heavy loads when the work gets hard

Steel-frame chassis and a tail-gate drop

She's a steady-rolling workhorse that'll never stop

But in the garage hiding under the sheet

Is a five-point-oh ready to run the street

That Mustang's screaming

black tire smoke!

(go, go!) While the big F-150 is hauling the load!

Yeah, one for the highway,

one for the track

Two wild horses and they got my back!

Cruising down the interstate,

the wind is cold

In my fastback stallion painted grabber gold I drop it down to

third and I hear it whine

Leaving all our troubles in the dust behind

One is a hammer,

one is a blade

Best-built machines that were ever made

One's built for hauling,

one's built to fly

Under this wide open sky (whoooo!)

Ford truck, Ford pony in the lane

Yeah, we're riding home again