Me and my got us a wild hair And we wanted to go somewhere So we loaded up in my ragtop We had a little bit of and a whole lot of show And with Hank Junior blaring on the We got a tank of gas and we was on our way
We figured go down to New Orleans We were 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 been And you gonna have to tell us twice" And we were Southbound and with the wind blowing in our faces We kept on rolling and pretty The radio was out a haggard tune And we were into Houston and checking out all the places
I was dry and I said, "I think We ought to stop and get a drink" Old Jim said, "Yeah 'cause we got to kill" We kept on and I seen this spot We pulled the parking lot Of this called, 'The Cloud Nine Bar and Grill'
We walked through the and the place was jammed The were low, they had a punk rock band And orange haired feller singing about suicide I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of He said, "Well, let's have one round anyway" So my better judgment we walked on inside
up to the bar and we sat down This walked up and said, "I'll buy this round" And he sat down on the barstool to Jim He looked like a girl but he like a guy He had lipstick on and in his eyes And in that place looked 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 be trouble, ain't no sense in taking a chance" We was getting up, ready to leave When somebody grabbed old Jim by the And this good looking girl, she was asking my buddy to
I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's missing fellers dancing and fellers kissing There's a in high heeled shoes wearing panty hose" He said, "Partner, I just turn this down You just go over there and have one more I'll with the lady and we'll get on down the road"
So he walked away and left me But this looking feller kept coming on And he was making me mad some of the things he said Then he put his on my knee I said, "If you don't get paw off me I'm locate your nose around the other side of your head"
He said, "I love it when you get that in your eye I said, "Well, try this 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 up without a fight
They were screaming and yelling and scratching and I was punching and hitting and and pawing I was holding my own, 'cause been in a scrap or two Old Jim come running up out of the And gal he was with, come running up too And to beat on me with a high heel shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my And that girl was just a beautiful man And old Jim just got right there on the floor He dropped dude like a shot 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 in that Chevrolet I put in on the floor and it stayed way We was down the highway doing about a hundred and ten We were headed for home and we was getting Then a red light came on the view mirror And that same blame cop was pulling us 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 done 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