Platinum-Raceway

Verse 1

Sun going down on a Rustenburg sky

Dust in the air as the V8s cry

Kids in the stands with a boerie roll

Mamas and papas losing all control

Bakkies parked in a dusty line

Radio playing that old Bok tune

Smell of petrol, smoke and fire

Braai meat cooking, taking us higher

Pre-Chorus

From the farm roads

To the city streets

We all came out

With mud on our feet

Chorus

Bring that dop and that cooler box

With the brie and the chop on ice

Everyone’s welcome at Platinum-Raceway

Where the floodlights light the night

Hear them racing, hear them revving

Feel that thunder in your chest

It’s a family jol at the dirt track

Yeah tonight we’re blessed

Verse 2

Here at Platinum-Raceway in Rustenburg town

We love that engine-shaking sound

Mud on our shoes, dust in our hair

Smiles and laughter everywhere

Little ouens waving flags so high

Old tannies cheering as the cars go by

Boeties betting on the fastest ride

While the drivers line up side by side

Pre-Chorus

From Jozi to the mines

From the Cape to the North

We all come together

From south, east and north

Chorus

Bring that dop and that cooler box

With the brie and the chop on ice

Everyone’s welcome at Platinum-Raceway

Where the floodlights light the night

Hear them racing, hear them revving

Feel that thunder in your chest

It’s a family jol at the dirt track

Yeah tonight we’re blessed

Bridge

You don’t need fancy clothes

Or city pride

Just bring your family

And stand side by side

From ouma to babies

We’re all in the show

Watching those engines

Ready to go

Final Chorus

So bring that dop and that cooler box

Pack the wors and the chops just right

Bring the kids and the neighbours too

We’re partying tonight

Hear them racing, hear them revving

Under African skies so wide

At Platinum-Raceway in Rustenburg

We race with pride 🇿🇦🏁