Ridin' top the floodway on a Friday night,
the landscape's a fine and natural sight.
Just cruisin' 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 riding late one night,
yeah, and you see 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.