Lletres: Jethro Tull. A. 4.W.D. (Low Ratio).

Met a man just the other day
Said, his name was Jim, boy, won't you take a look
Got a car for you it's a real steal
Cleaned it right down new brakes, clutch and here's the hook

Yes, it's a 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D.
(Don't wake me up, don't wake me up )

Cash to Jim, I took it home
Through the deep mud plugged, happy as a boy in sand
Fitted wide tires, spotlight, a winch as well
And some brush bars up front to complete the plan

Now, it's really a 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D.
(Don't wake me up, don't wake me up )
4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D.
(Don't wake me up, don't wake me up )

Take you down to the edge of town
Where the road stops, we start to hold the ground
Well, I'm blessed got traction in a special way
Hold the roll bar, slide back, feel me pull it round

Let me show you my 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D., 4.W.D.
(Don't wake me up, don't wake me up )