Song Description
A tearful farewell to Dale Earnhardt and the Mullet freedom he represented.
Song Length |
3:35 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Heartbreaking, Moving |
Subject |
Comedy, Funny, Cars |
Similar Artists |
Weird Al Yankovic, ZZ Top |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
That fateful day was like no other, woke up and grabbed a Schlitz
Put on my gear, combed my mullet back and headed towards the pits
Now the stands were filled with madness, this was gonna be our day
We had the fastest racecar and we just won in ninety-eight
I was Earnhardt?s trusted pit boss, I knew his tires, his wife, his glare
But the thing I held most sacred was the intimidator?s hair
Tennessee Top hat, Memphis Mud flap
Kentucky Waterfall, Earnhardt had it
It was the Second turn Daytona, he came rolling around the bend
I was so scared, I lost control and wished I wore depends
Then in one tragic moment, I heard a crash and dropped my beer
Dale had accidentally bumped Jarrett while fussing with his hair
The crowd became real quiet as I bowed and began to pray
For the man, the myth, the mullet surely died that day
Where were you when the mullet died that day?
Where were you when the mullet passed away?
Well my day started much the same, got up and drank a Pabst
Put on my gear, combed my mullet back and headed towards the track
Went to the ticket counter, with my wife and Aunt Louise
Slapped a twenty down, cleared my throat, said, ?Two tickets please?
I was Earnhardt?s biggest fan, I had his walk, his talk his stare
I even had his moustache and his intimidating hair
Tennessee Top Hat, Memphis Mud Flap
Kentucky Waterfall, Earnhardt had it
We were getting drunk and rowdy, high and farmer tanned
When I heard a gasp, dropped my Pabst, my eyes drew towards our man
It was the last lap at Daytona, Waltrip?s in the lead
Then in a flash, there came a crash, car Goodwrench number #3
What I remember most about that day although it went so fast
Was the holy cape he wore for us, the one we fly half mast
Where were you when the mullet died that day?
Where were you when the mullet passed away?
Earnhardt died for our mullet sins that day
Our Savior Died, so I can wear my hair this way.