Story Behind The Song

Written in homage to the neighborhood speedway that was torn down to make way for a Target and Appleby's. Contact 786-417-3086

Song Description

Fun day at the drag strip

Lyrics

SPEEDWAY
©Karel Daniels/Joe Hash

I feel a rumble in the air, it's calling you there
To the Speedway
Every Sunday afternoon you can smell the fumes
At the Speedway
It ain't NASCAR, but it's a big deal
A buncha guys ya know behind the wheel
Check out the funny cars burnin' tar
Up close and in your face

CHORUS
It's Sunday-Sunday-Sunday
Sunday At the Speedway
It's the one day, one day, one day
We all get to go play
At the Speedway

It's a backwards, blindfold, smash-em-up time
At the Speedway
Engines belchin' fire and smokin' tires
At the Speedway
Eating pulled pork off of paper plates
Watch a school bus doin' figure eights
Take a six-pack down by the dirt track
And keep the kids out of the lanes

CHORUS
It's Sunday-Sunday-Sunday
Sunday At the Speedway
It's the one day, one day, one day
We all get to go play..

bridge
They've got monster trucks and tractor pulls
And a death-defying grand finale
It's the hottest show on four wheels
Since Shirley 'Cha Cha' Muldowney

CHORUS
It's Sunday-Sunday-Sunday
Sunday At the Speedway
It's the one day, one day, one day
We all get to go play
At the Speedway

tag..
They got the drag strip and the quarter mile
They got the infield full of dirt piles
At the Speedway
Swear it happens at the Speedway
We're all goin' to the Speedway