this is a song about Dale Earnhardt Sr.(1951-2001) By: Garth Brooks. Well there's a man in black burning up the track,don't need a mirror cause he never looks back.
Driving to win not just to place, a 7 time champ he was born and raised. His daddy lit the flame he drives just the same, there ain't no denying the Earnhardt name. Behind the wheel since he was boy, a hot rod chevy was his favorite first toy. He's keeping the family tradition alive, runs it wide open every time he drives.Oh number 3's
gonna creep you like a gator, don't look now it's The
Intimidator.This legend leaves no doubt, what racing's all about, rookie of the year his first time out. Feared by many, but fears no one, the winners circles waiting when the race is won.So, look out ya'll, never mind the wall, this hard charging driver's here to take it all. His daddy's smiling from up above, while his youngings look on with that same kinda love. He's keeping the family tradition alive, runs it wide open every time he drives. Oh number 3's gonna creep you like a gator don't look now it's The Intimidator.Two hundred miles an hour, swapping paint with you know who. If somebody's in his way, you better hope that it ain't you. He's keeping the family tradition alive, runs it wide open everytime he drives. Oh number 3's gonna creep you like a gator, don't look now it's The Intimidator.
