Speedway At Nazareth

After two thousand came two thousand and one To be the new champions we were there for to run From springtime in Arizona 'til the fall in Monterey And the raceways were the battlefields and we fought 'em all the way Was at Phoenix in the morning I had a wake-up call She went around without a warning put me in the wall I drove Long Beach, California with three cracked vertebrae And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in May Well the Brickyard's there to crucify I went flat through the turns I climbed the mountain to qualify went flat through the turn But I was down in the might-have-beens and an old pal good as died And I sat down in Gasoline Alley and I cried Well we were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Belle Isle Then it was on the Portland, Oregon for the G.I. Joe And I'd blown off almost everyone when my motor let go New England, Ontario we died in the dirt Those walls from mid-Ohio to Toronto they hurt So we came to Road America where we burned up the lake But at the speedway at Nazareth I made no mistake