Precious And Grace
Riding down the flood way on a Friday night
The landscape's a fine and natural sight
Just cruising slow through the dark of night
With Precious and Grace everything's all right
Good God Almighty, we was going down slow
Yeah, if we knew just where we had to go
Crying, just a flying down a put out road
With Precious and Grace in my flathead Ford
So if you're out riding late one night
Yeah, and you need that supernatural delight
I'm talking to you, brother
I know somebody's, they's just out of sight
Get with Precious and Grace, they gonna treat you right