Like a guardian angel from four cars back
Watching Michael and Dale Jr, as they circled the track
No intention of winning, just holding his place
So proud of his "boys", now winning the race
We thought it was over, the end was so near
No time for pain, no time for fear
We did not know, as there was no sign
Dale was only one quarter mile from the finish line.
Within an instant, Nascar fans would be facing
An eternal change in the world of racing
He was one of the greatest, beloved in his sport
With a grand career, now sadly cut short
All the crowd noticed, was excitement and debris
But a miracle was happening that we could not see
Dale said goodbye, through shining metal and chrome
As God gave "Number 3" the checkered flag home
But forever in our hearts, and in the scheme of things
We'll picture him circling Heaven with black and red wings
Grinning, telling angels...and even the Creator
"Look out over there...here comes the INTIMIDATOR"
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