A
I guess you could say Mama was a NASCAR fan,
       D                   A
I was born in Talladega up in the stands.
    A
The fans all cheered the second I arrived,
    E
The loudspeaker said "The boy's born to drive!"
   A
We didn't have money for a pacifier,
     D                         A
So I sucked on the valve off a Goodyear tire...
  D                         A
A seven pound, eight ounce, son-of-the-south
 E
Born with the taste of racing in my mouth.


[Chorus]
             A    N.C.
She named me Dale Darrell Waltrip
        D  N.C.
Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill
E N.C.                   A     N.C.
Irvan Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.


[Verse 2]
         D
I got my first real stock-car when I was nine,
   A
An old one Mama bought off of Geoff Bodine.
    D
The Winston Cup people said "The boy's too young"
       E
'til I qualified second at Darlington.
D
How in the world could a nine-year-old child
      A
Hit a hundred ninety-seven in a time trial?
    D
The man said Momma ought to be ashamed...
     E  N.C.
"But by the way, son, tell us what's your name?"


[Chorus]
           A    N.C.
I told 'em Dale Darrell Waltrip
        D  N.C.
Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill
E N.C.                   A     N.C.
Irvan Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.


[Bridge]
D  A  D  E


[Verse 3]
         D
I got a "Toys-R-Us" sponsor and a new pit-crew.
 A
Daytona loves "Little 52"
           D
The junior-high-school girls are all cheerin' for me.
    E
I'm out there intimidating "Number 3"
      D     N.C.           A      N.C.
But I ain't got room on my cards, or my caps,
       E  N.C.             B
Or the helmet I'm drivin' with...


[Chorus]
         A
To write Dale Darrell Waltrip
        D
Richard Petty Rusty Awesome Bill
E                        A     N.C.
Irvan Gordon Earnhardt Smith...Johnson, Jr.
A