daytona 499

Luke Combs

There we were, coming round the bend
One lap away from checkers in the wind
Turn one, turn two, two three
They never saw nothing like you and me
Down on the inside, laid in the pack
Your hand on my knee, my foot on the gas
Makin moves upfront, everybody was rooting for us

We could ve been Earnhardt in that three car
Down in victory lane
Standin on a hood whip, that good ranch
Wasting good champagne
We could ve been burning out instead of burning out
Before that finish line
But we were Daytona 499

Had a hell of a lead, had it running good
The whole grandstand was thinking we would
Take the whole thing home
Yeah, girl, we were good as gone
Lookin back now, we were moving too fast
Had plenty good times, not enough gas
The part that hurts the most
Is that, girl, we were so damn close

We could ve been Earnhardt in that three car
Down in victory lane
Standin on a hood whip, that good ranch
Wasting good champagne
We could ve been burning out instead of burning out
Before that finish line
But we were Daytona 499

Yeah, we could ve been Earnhardt in that three car
Just like 98

Standin on a hood whip, that good ranch
Wasting good champagne
We could ve been burning out instead of burning out
Before that finish line
But we were Daytona 499

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