Me and my buddy got us a hair And figured we to go somewhere So we loaded up in my Chevrolet We had a little bit of and a whole lot of show And with Hank blaring on the radio We got a tank of gas and we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New We were down old 17 When a man with a red light was on our tail He said, "You doin' 60 in a 45 But I'm let you go this time But if I catch you again, I'm gonna you in the county jail"
We said, "Thank you sir, you sure nice And you ain't gonna to tell us twice" And we were Southbound and with the wind blowing in our faces We kept on and pretty soon The radio was cooking out a tune And we were pulling into Houston and checking out all the
I was dry and I said, "I think We to stop and get ourselves a drink" Old Jim said, "Yeah 'cause we got to kill" We kept on rolling and I seen this We pulled into the lot Of this place called, 'The Nine Bar and Grill'
We walked through the door and the place was The lights were low, they had a punk band And some orange haired feller about suicide I said, "Jim, this ain't our of place He said, "Well, let's have one round anyway" So against my better judgment we walked on
Went up to the bar and we sat This walked up and said, "I'll buy this round" And he sat on the barstool next to Jim He looked like a but he talked like a guy He had lipstick on and in his eyes And everybody in that looked just about like him
I said, "Jim, ain't our kind of bar Let's just go on out and get in the car 'Cause gonna be trouble, ain't no sense in taking a chance" We was up, getting ready to leave When grabbed old Jim by the sleeve And this good looking girl, she was my buddy to dance
I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's something There's fellers dancing and kissing There's a feller in high shoes wearing panty hose" He said, "Partner, I just can't turn this You just go over there and one more round I'll dance the lady and we'll get on down the road"
So he walked away and me alone But this funny looking feller kept on And he was making me mad some of the things he said Then he put his hand on my I said, "If you don't get paw off me I'm gonna locate your nose around the side of your head"
He said, "I it when you get that fire in your eye I said, "Well, partner try on for size" And I on him and he went out like a light in that place must have been his friend They all for me, I said, "This is the end" But where I come from, we don't give up without a
They were and yelling and scratching and clawing I was punching and and kicking and pawing I was holding my own, 'cause I've been in a or two Old Jim come up out of the blue And gal he was with, come running up too And proceeded to beat on me with a high shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my And that beautiful was just a beautiful man And old Jim just got sick right there on the He dropped that dude like a from a gun Smeared his lipstick, made his run And me and old Jim fighting our way to the door
Man, we lit out of there in Chevrolet I put in on the and it stayed that way We was going' down the highway doing a hundred and ten We were for home and we was getting nearer a red light came on the rear view mirror And that same cop was pulling us over again
Now I'm here in this county jail I had to call my to go our bail But I learned me a lesson I never will forget again I've done give up drinking', give up bars And running around the in souped up cars I'm going back where the are women and the men are men