Hardin County Line

Out on Highway 64 Sat a Mustang and a GTO They were revvin' engines and talkin' trash They'd run for titles, they'd run for cash All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line There'd be no backin' out of this They were 'bout to see who was the best They were on the mark and set to go Ready to rock and a-ready to roll All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line Well, the engines screamed and the rubber burned As the Mustang hit its fourth turn And the GTO was a-closin' fast You could see the smoke, you could smell the gas All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line I never knew who won the race They disappeared without a trace Every time I drive that stretch of road I feel a chill runnin' through my bones All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line