Lyrics

300 Horses ©2025 Ronald G Brown

Dang rush hour, this ain't my style
My beater of a Chevy hasn't gone a mile
It's a brake-pedal party, stop 'n go hell...
Asphalt and tailpipes are all I smell...


I need broken white lines painted nice and straight
Z rated tires and a gas V-8
No cops in sight, and some high octane
Pushin' three hundred horses...
On a wide open two-lane
I need three hundred horses on a wide open two-lane...


Horns goin' off, folks cuttin' in line
Lucky for them, I'm not the road-rage kind
There's a cracked-up van that needs to be towed
And a jack-knifed truck blockin' half the road...


I need broken white lines painted nice and straight
Z rated tires and a hot V-8
No cops in sight and some high octane
Pushin' three hundred horses...
On a wide open two-lane
I need three hundred horses on a wide open two-lane...


I need the wind blowin' through my windows
The sun chasin' down my shadow
An attitude fix, yeah an attitude fix, don't I know

Gimme broken white lines painted nice and straight
Z rated tires and a gas V-8
No cops in sight and some high octane
Pushin' three hundred horses...
On a wide open two-lane
I need three hundred horses on a wide open two-lane
I need three hundred horses on a wide open two-lane
Three hundred horses on a wide open two-lane