Me and my got us a wild hair And we wanted to go somewhere So we loaded up in my Chevrolet We had a little bit of money and a whole lot of And with Hank Junior blaring on the We got a full of gas and we was on our way
We we'd go down to New Orleans We barrelling' down old 17 When a man with a red light was on our tail He said, "You were 60 in a 45 But I'm gonna let you go this But if I you again, I'm gonna slap you in the county jail"
We said, "Thank you sir, you sure nice And you ain't gonna have to us twice" And we were Southbound and down with the wind blowing in our We kept on rolling and pretty The radio was cooking out a haggard And we were pulling into and checking out all the places
I was feeling dry and I said, "I We ought to stop and get a drink" Old Jim said, "Yeah 'cause we got to kill" We kept on rolling and I seen this We pulled the parking lot Of this called, 'The Cloud Nine Bar and Grill'
We walked through the door and the place was The lights were low, they had a rock band And some orange haired singing about suicide I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of He said, "Well, let's just one round anyway" So against my better judgment we walked on
up to the bar and we sat down This feller walked up and said, "I'll buy round" And he sat down on the next to Jim He like a girl but he talked like a guy He had on and mascara in his eyes And everybody in that place just about like him
I said, "Jim, this our kind of bar just go on out and get back in the car 'Cause there's gonna be trouble, ain't no 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, there's missing There's fellers dancing and kissing There's a feller in high shoes wearing panty hose" He said, "Partner, I can't turn this down You just go over there and one more round dance with the lady and we'll get on down the road"
So he away and left me alone But this funny looking feller kept on And he was making me mad with 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 other side of head"
He said, "I love it when you get that fire in 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 where I come from, we give up without a fight
They were screaming and yelling and and clawing I was punching and hitting and kicking and I was holding my own, 'cause I've in a scrap or two Old Jim running up out of the blue And that gal he was with, come up too And proceeded to beat on me with a high shoe
I grabbed her by the it came off in my hand And beautiful girl was just a beautiful man And old Jim got sick right there on the floor He dropped that like a shot from a gun his lipstick, made his makeup 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 floor and it stayed way We was going' the highway doing about a hundred and ten We headed for home and we was getting nearer Then a red light on the rear view mirror And that blame cop was pulling us over again
Now I'm sitting' here in this jail I had to my Daddy to go our bail But I learned me a that I never will forget again I've done give up drinking', I've up bars And running the country in souped up cars I'm going where the women are women and the men are men