Ridin top the floodway on a Friday night
The landscape's a fine and natural sight
Just [bad word] slow through the dark of night
With precious and grace everything's all right

Good God Almighty, we was goin down slow
Yeah, if we knew just where we had to go
Cryin just a flyin down a put out road
With precious and grace in my flathead Ford

So if you're out rollin late some night
Yeah, and you need that supernatural delight
I'm talkin' to you, brother
I know somebody's, they's just out of sight
Get with precious and grace
They gonna treat you right