I'm looking for the lyrics to 20th century drifter )I think) old country song about 'driving a racecar '?

Twentieth Century Drifter by Marty Robins

Drivin' a race car is my way of makin' a livin'

My way of puttin' the bread on the table at home

I'm gettin' back about half as much as I'm givin'

And I couldn't make it without a good woman at home

First Place could be just a dream, but I'm gonna chase it

Finishin' out of the "Top Ten" is nothin' but bad

In a "junker", won't ever be first, I might as well face it

First Class equipment is somethiing a man's got to have

You might even call me a twentieth century drifter

Thirty-two week-ends, I load up the car and I'm gone

And my woman cries with each "good-bye" kiss that I give her

And she prays that come Monday mornin', I'll be driftin' home

Well, my woman sleeps in my arms and I lie here thinkin'

Half awake, half asleep, I run and re-run the race

From Dark until dawn, it goes on, my half-awake dreamin'

And every so often, I dream that I'm takin' First Place

But it's got to be more than a dream - dreamin' won't make it

Aw, dreamin' won't ever put bread on the table at home

And racin' runs deep in my veins. I'll never shake it

I'm tied to it just like I'm tied to that woman at home

You might even call me a twentieth century drifter

Thirty-two week-ends, I load up the car and I'm gone

And my woman cries with each "good-bye" kiss that I give her

And she prays that come Monday mornin', I'll be driftin' home