A Me and my buddy got us a wild hairD And figured we wanted to go somewhereE A So we loaded up in my ragtop ChevroletA We had a little bit of moneyA And a whole lot of showD And with Hank Jr. blaring on the radioE We got us a tank full of gasA And we was on our way [Verse 2]A We figured we'd go down to New OrleansD We were barrelling down old 17E When a man with a blinking red lightA Was on our tailA He said you were doing 60 in a 45D But I'm gonna let you go this timeE But if I catch you againA I'm gonna slap you in the county jail [Verse 3]A We said thank you sir you sure been niceD And you ain't gonna have to tell us twiceE And we were Southbound and down with the windA Blowing in our facesA We kept on rolling and pretty soonD The radio was cooking out a Haggard tuneE And we were pulling into HoustonA Checking out all them places [Verse 4]A I was feeling dry and I said I thinkD We ought to stop and get ourselves a drinkE A And old Jim said yeah 'cause we got time to killA We kept on rolling and I seen this spotD And we pulled into the parking lotE A Of this place called the Cloud Nine Bar and Grill [Verse 5]A We walked through the door And the place was jammedD The lights were low they had a punk rock bandE A And some orange haired feller singing about suicideA I said Jim this ain't our kind of placeD He said well let's just have one round anywayE A So against my better judgement we walked on insideA Went up to the bar and we sat downD This feller walked up and said I'll buy this roundE A And he sat down on the barstool next to Jim [Verse 6]A He looked like a girl but he talked like a guyD He had lipstick on and mascara in his eyesE A And everybody in that place looked just about like himA I said Jim this ain't our kind of barD Let's just go on out and get back in the carE 'Cause there's gonna be troubleA Ain't no sense in taking a chanceA We was getting up getting ready to leaveD When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeveE A And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance [Verse 7]A I said Jim don't do it there's something missingD There's fellers dancing and fellers kissingE A There's a feller in high heeled shoes wearing panty hoseA He said partner I just can't turn this downD You just go over there and have one more roundE And I'll dance with the ladyA And we'll get on down the road [Verse 8]A So he walked away and left me aloneD But this funny looking feller kept coming onE A And he was making me mad with some of the things he saidA Then he put his hand on my kneeD I said if you don't get your paw off meE I'm gonna locate your nose aroundA The other side of your head [Verse 9]A He said I love it when you get that fire in your eyeD I said well partner try this on for sizeE A And I unloaded on him and he went out like a lightA Everybody in that place must have been his friendD They all headed for me I said this is the endE But where I come from we don't give upA Without a fight [Verse 10]A They were screaming and yelling and scratching and clawingD I was punching and hitting and kicking and pawingE A I was holding my own 'cause I've been in a scrap or twoA Old Jim come running up out of the blueD And that gal he was with come running up tooE A And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe [Verse 11]A I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my handD And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful manE A And old Jim just got sick right there on the floorA He dropped that dude like a shot from a gunD Smeared his lipstick made his makeup runE A And me and old Jim started fighting our way to the door [Verse 12]A We lit out of there in that ChevroletD I put in on the floor and it stayed that wayE We were going down the highwayA Doing about a hundred and tenA We were headed for home and we was getting nearerD Then a red light came on the rear view mirrorE A And that same blame cop was pulling us over again [Verse 13]A Now I'm sitting here in this county jailD I had to call my daddy to go our bailE But I learned me a lessonA That I never will forget againA I've done give up drinking I've give up barsD And running around the country in souped up carsE To be back where the women are womenA And the men are men
Uneasy Rider 88
Charlie Daniels Band
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