For those NASCAR Junkie fans who want to know the lyrics to our songs, here they are…

“WRECKIN’ THAT’S RACIN’ ” … by Esther Marie & Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

He was called “Intimidator”
He’d get you sooner or later
Even when he came from the back
He was favorite number “Three”
A Legend called Big “E”
We’ll never forget that mean ol’ car in black

Wreckin’ that’s racin’s what I say,
Skiddin’ and burnin’ haul em’ away
NASCAR fans – they do care
Remember Big “E” – the way he drove
The mark he made reachin’ the goal
Wreckin’ that’s racin, and we miss you so

Wreckin’ that’s racin’ – he should have walked away
It was just the wall – his final call – on that fateful day
The world was shocked – we cried a lot – why’d you have to go?
Wreckin’ that’s racin’ – gooo Big E go

The Daytona 500 in double O one
The last time there we saw him run
Mixed in the whole damn pack
Never forget ol’ # 3
What he meant to you and me
Wreckin’ that’s racin’ – on to victory

“HUSH HUSH THING” … by Esther Marie & Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

Out running the law was the only way to win way back then
Bootlegging whiskey was how it all began
Racing family and friends – from county to county they did it again
If you could win the chase you were the King
Out-running the Man was a Hush Hush Thing

Johnny Law would watch for lights on a Country road / comin’ out of a still
Then the race was on – hauling the load with nerves of steel
Those boys had a hotrod under their hood and under their foot as well
They had a need for speed to out run the Sting
An unspoken creed it was a Hush Hush Thing

They had to out run the Law if they wanted to win
Now NASCAR is the sport with its own family of friends
Yeah – No Hush Hush Thing

“GO JIMMY GO” … by Esther Marie & Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

He had a dream —- to run with the big boys
Roar of the engines – sound of the sweet noise
That was the kind of life he had in mind
One ninety plus – all the way to the finish line

Daddy ran a rig – worked a job in construction
Mama drove a bus – each day the same direction
Little Jimmy raced – in the backyard dirt
Never gave a damn – ’bout ever gettin’ hurt

Goooooo Jimmy Go – He’d maaaake it some day
Goooooo Jimmy Go – Dowwwwn that straight away

Now he’s on top – bringing in the big pay
Just one of 2 — win three cups the hard way
Him and Cale – yea twoooo of a kind
Got what it takes – noooow is his time

“TALLADEGA” … by Esther Marie and Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

On any given Sunday what’s music to my ear
Exhaust pipes roarin’ on a track that’s dry and clear
“Warmin’ Up” and rollin’ waitin’ for the flag that’s “Green”
You’ll know it’s Talladega when you hear them engines scream

Talladega
Where the stock cars roar
Talladega
Pedal to the floor
That’s something to see
Talladega
That’s where I’m gonna be

43 cars it’s a total bump and grind
Keep that hammer down – don’t get behind
One hundred and eighty eight laps – unbelievable speed
Racin’ for the checkered flag and victory

Gentlemen start your engines
There’s 500 miles of fun
She lights up her high beams man
Anticipating the big one

“JR. CAN” … by Esther Marie and Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

It’s all about speed, not playing a game of tag
Racing for glory – money – and the checkered flag
Come on Little “E” win this one for me
If anyone can Jr. can

He’s at the top and he stays there most of the time
He likes to steal the show and I think that’s fine
Bring 88 to the front, you know that’s what we want
If anyone can Jr. can

Second place is the first place loser
Big “E” said sometimes
You gotta be the abuser

We all know he’s had his ups and downs
But he lays it on the track – as he goes round and round
Come on Eighty Eight – you know we just can’t wait
If anyone can Jr. can

“ROLL BABY ROLL” … BY Mike Black
Gaylord Music Co.

Got an old motor home – mud flaps on the rear
Pick my buddies up load it down with beer
Get the road maps out – fill up the tank
Circle on by and empty the bank
Yea – NASCAR Racing – Roll Baby Roll

Sometimes the little woman goes – sometimes not
We’re cool either way ‘cause I love what I got
Yea, making the trip is half of the fun
But it’s a hard ride home after you’re done
Yea – NASCAR Racing– Roll Baby Roll

Yea Roll Baby Roll
Got the Racin’ jacket to prove that its so
88 sewn on – Screamin’ Go Man Go

Yea Roll Baby Roll
Till the checkered flag waves at the end
NASCAR Racing – Baby let’s do it again

If the good Man wanted me – to have more fun
He would have given me wings – I’d fly – I wouldn’t run
When the sun goes down back at the camp
The whiskey flows and girls are amped
Yea – NASCAR Racing – Roll Baby Roll

Daytona, Las Vegas, Atlanta, Martinsville
Pocono, Phoenix, Texas, Talladega Thrill
Chicagoland, Dover and Indy too
I’d name the rest but I’m outta room
Yea – NASCAR Racing – Roll Baby Roll

“GIVE EM’ HELL JUDY” … by Esther Marie and Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

She’s got a beer in one hand, and she’s wavin’ a Rebel Flag
Her hair’s tied up with an ol’ red mechanic’s rag
She’s yellin’ GO GO GO don’t you dare spin out
Give em’ Hell Judy, that’s what NASCAR’S all about

Give em’ Hell Judy, make em’ take up the slack
Make em’ work for it Judy, wreck them cars in the back
GO GO GIRL! come on, you’re doin’ just fine
Give em’ Hell Judy, down to the finish line

She’s waited all week for this race so she can party
She says I like those three, forget the other forty
But only one’s gonna win and he better go flat out
Yeah, Give em’ Hell Judy, that’s what NASCAR’S all about

When the cars start sliddin’ those tires start to squeal
She’s gonna Rock and Roll, when they crunch that steel
Judy shakes with the crowd as they twist and shout
Give ‘em hell Judy – that’s what NASCAR’S about

“NASCAR JUNKIE” … by Esther Marie and Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

There’s thirty seven races this season, I’m gonna see
Daytona, Talladega, Homestead, Miami, that’s three
If there ever was a NASCAR junkie
I’m hooked and I spend my money
On every Sunday I can, this life’s for me

Pick your number, place you bet
Pray that your driver, don’t have a wreck
When the “Caution’s Out” four laps to go
We’re on the edge of our seats, now don’t you know

When they start their engines, I can hardly wait
Like a race horse ready coming out of the gate
Gotta have my NASCAR “Fix”
Sunday afternoon by Six
And every Sunday and is how I get my kicks

See the twisted metal hear the squealing tires
In a matter of seconds there could be a fire
Anything can happen
Many times it does
That’s NASCAR Racin’ and Baby that’s the buzz

“THE SKILLED FORTY THREE” … by Esther Marie and Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

Who’s to say that it’s not real
The way that NASCAR makes you feel
Happy sad or just plain takes your breath

With a lead car change or big ol’ crash
Disappointment happens fast
Twisted metal’s strung across the track

You hope your driver will escape
To race again another date
While the caution flag is out you wait until

Once again the flag is green
You hear them engines start to scream
You know those forty three were full of skill

Those Forty Three will try their best
Skills will be put – to the test
To take the checkered flag and victory

There’s heartbreak along with cheer
And you can get it all right here
NASCAR is a way of life for me

“GIRL REDNECK” … By Esther Marie and Ron Thamm
Gaylord Music Co.

She’s a diehard, never gets tired
Stays awake by drinkin’ a beer
She got tattoos, likes to sing the blues
The crowds gonna know she’s here

NASCAR fans, they don’t give a damn
Gonna watch ‘em rain or shine
Redneck girl, in a NASCAR world
Wanna hear them engines whine

She don’t like boxcars, she loves stock cars
Screamin’ goin’ into a turn
Crazy Redneck, did you see that wreck
Smell that rubber burn

Roarin’ Forty Three, yeah it’s fun for me
But only one will win the race
Oh you can’t lag, take that Checkered Flag
No one wants 2nd place

She’s a Die Hard, Run the final yard
Like a Sears Battery
Never gives up, hates to shut up
Gotta yell it all outta me

Love the race track, can’t wait to get back
NASCARS my fam-i-ly
Girl Redneck , bet your paycheck
Yeah that’s the way it’s gonna be

At any track – we talk a lotta smack
But we damn well get it done
A car hits the wall – now we’ve seen it all
That’s why NASCARS fun