The Judge
J. Michael Tracy male/uptempo
You had the baddest, meanest, fastest muscle car in town
When any new boy showed his face, The Judge would take em down
Waitin’ on the sidelines was clearly not your style
Slammin’ gears and suckin’ gas out on the quarter mile
An Orbit Orange beauty, on Rally IIs she stood
A Ram Air 4 power plant tucked underneath the hood
Posi. rear, spoiler wing with 4 speed on the floor
A Magnum Competition Cam, power brakes and more
You ran her mostly for the thrill, you said “the need for speed”
But we all know you racin’ boys are just a different breed
The passion, pride and power, the joy of standin’ tall
Never once believin’, someday you’re gonna fall
(chorus)
You were happy when you were at one with your machine
The muscle car they call The Judge could always take em clean
You had to win no matter what, you must defend your name
“The Judge” you said, “would never loose” and you they’d never tame
(verse)
The Cuda came from nowhere that dark, hot August night
It’s stickers boasted “Hemi” above the marker lights
Pistol Grip and Shaker Scoop, the paint was To-rid Red
The driver took one look at you and said “The Judge is dead”
A flag was dropped, the tires burned, we heard the thunder roar
The beasts were runnin’ neck and neck, we couldn’t guess the score
A runnin’ deer, the two cars swerved, the Devil had this ride
We heard the crash and saw the flames, the night the legend died
(bridge & ½ inst. verse)
You told your story in flames and glory
(end chorus)
Pushin’ life up to the edge of madness everyday
Tryin’ just to prove yourself a man along the way
Livin’ fast and runnin’ hard a legend you became
Once you got behind the wheel you never were the same
You were happy when you were at one with your machine
The muscle car they call The Judge could always take em clean
You had to win no matter what you must defend your name
“The Judge” you said “ would never loose” and you they’d never tame