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C There's a sixty mile limit from a-coast to coast C And a highway cop at every cedar post F You better slow down brother slow down G7 Take your foot off of the gas C When you hear that siren begin to moan C While you're goin' fifty in a thirty mile zone F You better slow down brother slow down G7 C And don't give the man any sass F If you race the other feller to the under pass C Just kiss yourself goodbye F Cause if the lord had really wanted you to go that fast G7 He'd a-give you wings to fly C When you see a man reading a highway map C Making sixty-five with junior on his lap F Then it ain't no time to take a nap G7 C Brother you better slow down C If another car passes and he wants to race C And he's got his arm around his sweetie's waist F You better slow down brother slow down G7 No use to lean on the horn C When you got 'er wide open at ninety-nine C On a dead-end road without a warning sign F You better slow down brother slow down G7 C Cause that's how angels are born F When you see a fellar comin' where the highways cross C Just ease up and let him by F Don't you dare to try to beat him just to show who's boss G7 Cause it might end up in a tie C If you're hittin' on ninety and a-temptin' fate C You will soon be knockin' on the golden gate F Cause them hills and curves are graveyard bait G7 C Brother you better slow down G7 C Brother you better slow down
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