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