

(whooooo) Rolling thunder in a model Ford Got a 318 engine ready
to roar
Four on the floor,
shifting through the gears
Leaving behind all of our doubts and fears
Feel that piston fire,
feel that steel frame shake
Burning down this blacktop,
whatever it takes (yeah)
Dust is kicking up behind our wheels
You can't imagine how this freedom feels
Pedal down flat, watching dial spin
We ain't coming back this way again
(come on)
Feel that piston fire,
feel that steel frame shake
Burning down this blacktop,
whatever it takes (yeah,
keep rolling)
Rolling thunder on the asphalt floor...
318 roaring evermore... (whooooa)