Well Leadfoot Leadfoot racing from the sunGot a 502 in an old Chevelle, he's letting' them ponies runLeadfoot Leadfoot carrying' a heavy loadNow don't you step out in the way when he's racing down the roadWell I heard old Leadfoot coming from a mile and a half awayI stepped out on the street there and here's what I had to sayI said "hey now, hey now, slow that old thing downThis city ain't your highway and you're tearing up my town"Now Leadfoot Leadfoot racing from the sunGot a 502 in an old Chevelle, he's letting' them ponies runWell late last night I heard the crash from up by Yeoman's HillIt was the feeling I had all alongI knew he'd finally killed himself in that old carAnd I ran down to see the risin' flameJust then I realized I never even knew his nameJust called him Leadfoot Leadfoot racing from the sunHad a 502 in an old Chevelle, he was letting' them ponies run
