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In Memory of the best NASCAR champion that ever lived. He will be missed. The black #3 hopefully won't be run again. No one can fill his shoes. | ![]() |
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| TRIBUTE TO A HERO As he walks by me Dressed all in black He flashes his infamous grin And heads toward the track I've just encountered my hero A man I'd like to be The mighty Intimidator The driver of the black number 3 His arm gently resting around Teresa As he livingly talks with his son They head toward their cars And discuss how the race should be won The festivities are almost over The anthem has been sung The drivers strap into their cars There's a job to be done The green flag drops at Daytona The Winston Cup season officially begins At the track where Earnhardt dominates As the man with the most wins The cars strategically maneuver around the track The competition is going strong A high-speed, fast-paced chess game Excited race fans cheer their drivers on Something amazing has happened Something I thought I'd never see Dale has done something uncharacteristic He's unselfishly blocking for his team The race is coming to an end The white flag has been waved Earnhardt continues to ensure That a DEI car will win today They begin to race around turn four And battle to the checkered The competitors continuously clash As Dale Earnhardt proceeds on to heaven He has gone to join the others That have went there previously Kenny, Alan, Adam, Davey, and Neil, among others Greet the newest member of Heaven's race team So the next time you hear the thunder You just might be able to see As you look toward the heavens The infamous black number three Copyright: Norma J Ludwig |
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