A          G                             A
After two thousand came two thousand and one        
                                 G            Em
To be the new champions we were there for to run
       A                                          G
From springtime in Arizona ‘til the fall in monterey
         A                 G                                    A     Asus2
And the raceways were the battlefields and we fought’em all the way

        D                       A
Was at Phoenix in the morning I had a wake-up call
                                  G             Em
She went around without a warning put me in the wall
         A                                             G  
I drove long beach California with three cracked vertebrae
            A           G                       A
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in the may
 
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                                G                          A   Asus2
Well the brickyard’s there to crucify anyone who will not learn
             A                          G                Em
I climbed a mountain to qualify I went flat through the turns
           A                                                   G
But I was down in the might-have beens and an old pal good as died
           A       G                    A   Asus2
And I sat down in gasoline alley and I cried 

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                        G                          A   Asus2
Well we were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile
        A                            G             Em
And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Bell Isle
            A                                   G   
Then it was on to Portland, Oregon for the G I Joe
        A                 G                          A   Asus2
And I‘d blown off almost everyone when my motor let go

    D                   A
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt 
                                G          Em
Those walls from mid Ohio to Toronto they hurt
       A                                              G
So we came to road america where we burned up at the lake
              A         G                    A
But at the speedway at Nazareth I made no mistake