The songs that prove rock and roll is obsessed with cars


Rock and roll has long been obsessed with the automobile. The two art forms are spiritually linked: the emergence of youth culture with the societal invention of the “teenager” in the 1950s coincided with the freedom celebrated by this new musical genre and realized by the flood of cheap used cars that followed the post-war production boom.

This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://www.hagerty.com/articles-videos/articles/2019/03/12/rock-and-roll-loves-cars

I can’t believe you left out " I can’t drive 55" by Sammy Hagar or my favourite " Magic Bus" by The Who!


Or Barracuda by Heart, although maybe not exactly about the car, everyone relates it to my car when they see it.


And no mention of a song that is constantly played on the Oldies stations “Little GTO” by Ronnie and the Daytonas.


Have to include Queen’s “I’m in love with my car”.


Not rock and roll, but what about “My Merry Oldsmobile” by Bill Murray (not THAT Bill Murray) in 1906, “Car Car” by Woodie Guthrie (later Peter, Pail & Mary, followed by Bob Dylan) and my favorite car song “455 Rocket”?


“Crazy About a Mercury” & “Rocket 88”


Anybody but me remember “Beep! Beep!”? “While driving in my Cadillac, much to my surprise, a little Nash Rambler was following me, about one-third my size …”.

I drove my parents crazy with that song, way back in the day …

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Teen Angel …. one of the favorites!


Seven Little Girls (Sitting In The Back Seat)
Paul Evans & The Curls

Drove through the town, drove through the country
Showed 'em how a motor could go
I said “How do you like my triple carburetor”
And one of them whispered low

Keep you mind on your drivin’
Keep you hands on the wheel
Keep your snoopy eyes on the road ahead
We’re having fun sitting in the back seat kissing and a-hugging with Fred

I believe Fred was a Dog…


“Straight 8 Pontiac”


*Rapid Roy that Stock Car boy”, Jim Croce
I Get Around”, Beach Boys


The one that started it all as far as I know, and I know way back:
(written by George Wilson)
Arkie Shibley & His Mountain Dew Boys - 1950

 Now me and my wife and my brother Joe,
 took off in my Ford from San Pedro.
 We hadn't much gas 'n' the tires was low,
 but that doggone Ford could really go.

 Now along about the middle of the night,
 we were rippin' along like white folks might,
 when a Mercury behind he blinked his lights,
 and he honked his horn and he flew outside.

 We had twin pipes and a Columbia butt,
 you people may think that I'm in a rut,
 but to you folks who don't dig this jive,
 that's two carburetors and an overdrive.

 We made grease spots outta many good towns,
 and left the cops heads spinnin' round 'n' round.
 They wouldn't chase, they'd run and hide,
 but me and that Mercury stayed side by side.

 Now we were Ford men and we likely knew,
 that we would race until somethin' blew,
 and we thought it over,
 now, wouldn't you?

 I looked down at my lovely bride,
 her face was blue, I thought she'd died.
 We left streaks through towns about forty feet wide,
 but me and that Mercury stayed side by side.

 My brother was pale, he said he was sick,
 he said he was just a nervous wreck.
 But why should I worry, for what the heck,
 me and that Mercury was still neck-and-neck.

 Now on through the deserts we did glide,
 a-flyin' low and a-flyin' wide,
 me an' that Mercury was a-takin' a ride,
 and we stayed exactly side by side.

 Now I looked in my mirror and I saw somethin' comin',
 I thought it was a plane by the way it was a-runnin'.
 It was a-hummin' along at a terrible pace,
 and I knew right then it was the end of the race.

 When it flew by us, I turned the other way,
 the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say,
 for it was a kid, in a hopped up Model-A.