Letra de Daytona 499 - Luke Combs

There we were, coming 'round the bend

One lap away from checkers in the wind

Turn one, turn two, turn three

They never saw nothing like you and me

Down on the inside, leading the pack

Your hand on my knee, my foot on the gas

Making moves upfront, everybody was rooting for us

We could've been Earnhardt in that three car

Down in victory lane

Standin' on the hood with that Goodwrench

Wasting good champagne

We could've been burning out 'stead of burning out

Before that finish line

But we were Daytona 499

We 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 tires, not enough gas

The part that hurts the most

Is, girl, we were so damn close

We could've been Earnhardt in that three car

Down in victory lane

Standin' on the hood with that Goodwrench

Wasting good champagne

We could've been burning out 'stead 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 the hood with that Goodwrench

Wasting good champagne

We could've been burning out 'stead of burning out

Before that finish line

But we were Daytona 499

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