Out on Highway 64   Sat a Mustang and a GTO   They were revvin' engines and talkin' trash   They'd run for titles, they'd run for cash      All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line      There'd be no backin' out of this   They were ?bout to see who was the best   They were on the mark and set to go   Ready to rock and a-ready to roll      All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line      Well, the engines screamed and the rubber burned   As the Mustang hit its fourth turn   And the GTO was a-closin' fast   You could see the smoke, you could smell the gas      All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line      I never knew who won the race   They disappeared without a trace   Every time I drive that stretch of road   I feel a chill runnin' through my bones      All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line   All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line