Joey lived a mile out a Southern Cross
Working on trucks for the local pit boss
Friday nights when he'd come to town
They'd all line up to see him lay some
Rubber down
Joey had a ute built in '74
With a 350 Chevy and 4 on the floor
Chrome wire wheels and customised back
He could run the main street ј mile in under 10 flat
Cause he's the king of the road out here
He's won four big Ford's and an old John Deer
He won the summer nationals twice
He's the king of the road out here on Friday nights
Was a summer's night and I remember it well
A city boy thought he had a story to tell
He had a turbo charged flash in the pan
He walked up to Joey and said hey
I hear you're the man
The whole town was there it was quite a scene
It was the biggest race there ever had been
That little car looked pretty in red
Now Joey's gran is driving it instead
You might have Brocky in the city spotlight
But you ain't ever seen Joey on a Friday night
Folks come a running from miles around
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