Me and my got us a wild hair And figured we wanted to go So we loaded up in my Chevrolet We had a bit of money and a whole lot of show And Hank Junior blaring on the radio We got a tank of gas and we was on our way
We figured go down to New Orleans We were barrelling' old 17 When a man with a blinking red light was on our He said, "You were 60 in a 45 But I'm gonna let you go this But if I catch you again, I'm slap 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 down the wind blowing in our faces We kept on and pretty soon The radio was cooking out a tune And we were pulling Houston and checking out all the places
I was feeling dry and I said, "I We ought to 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 Cloud Nine Bar and
We walked through the and the place was jammed The lights were low, they had a punk band And some orange haired feller singing suicide I said, "Jim, ain't our kind 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 feller walked up and said, "I'll buy this round" And he sat down on the next to Jim He looked like a but he talked like a guy He had lipstick on and mascara in his And everybody in that place looked just about him
I said, "Jim, this ain't our of bar just go on out and get back in the car 'Cause gonna be trouble, ain't no sense in taking a chance" We was up, getting ready to leave somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve And this good looking girl, she was asking my buddy to
I said, "Jim, don't do it, something missing There's dancing and fellers kissing There's a feller in high shoes wearing panty hose" He said, "Partner, I just can't this down You just go there and have one more round I'll dance with the and we'll get on down the road"
So he walked away and left me But this funny looking feller coming on And he was making me mad with some of the he said he put his hand on my knee I said, "If you get your paw off me I'm gonna locate nose around the other side of your head"
He said, "I love it when you get that in your eye I said, "Well, partner try on for size" And I on him and he went out like a light Everybody in place must have been his friend They all for me, I said, "This is the end" But I come from, we don't give up without a fight
They screaming and yelling and scratching and clawing I was and hitting and kicking and pawing I was holding my own, 'cause I've been in a or two Old Jim running up out of the blue And that gal he was with, running up too And proceeded to on me with a high heel shoe
I her by the hair it came off in my hand And that beautiful girl was just a man And old Jim got sick right there on the floor He dropped that dude like a shot 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 that I put in on the and it stayed that way We was going' down the highway doing about a and ten We were headed for home and we was getting a red light came on the rear view mirror And that same cop was pulling us over again
Now I'm sitting' here in county jail I had to call my Daddy to go our But I learned me a lesson I never will forget again I've give up drinking', I've give up bars And running around the in souped up cars I'm going where the women are women and the men are men