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CRUDE OIL
Jerry Reed

Well now, listen people let me tell you news
I'll sing a song called the crude oil
low on heat .n all
low on gas
And I'm so cold I'm about to my.....self
We got the oil blues
'Cause the winter time sure cold to the bottom of my shoes
Well my hands are shakin' and my knees are
But it because of love
from lack of heat
I'm tell you a story anout this drunk I know
He kept his basement full of homemade
But the winter got so bad it screwed up the boy's
He got so cold he had to all his drinkin'
got the crude oil blues
He said the wintertime can get cold to the bottom of your shoes
He said, this booze just destroys my soul
But there's one thing about it
you're cold, you're cold
I've got the crude oil
Well, when we made this there was a little bit of doubt
Whether or not the ting was gonna come out
I said, "hey chief, you this record will be released?"
He said, "Son, we got enough oil to keep the pressed greased"
We got the oil blues
And son, if we can't make records then we don't you
I said, "what am I gonna do if I sing and pick?"
He said, "well just keep yourself warm all them hot licks
We got the oil blues.
Oh mama , don't forget to in the brass monkey
And remember Albert Weinstein said...that coolin' is condusive to cuddlin...
Honey I love ya but pass the duck down...hey I read a on the pump at my
gas station the other day...
It said uh, "he who nothin' ain't gonna be deceived.