Big Smith Big Rock
CHORUS:
I'm at Big Rock
Down at Bull Creek
I came down here
On a bad streak
But hey I just may stay here for the week
I'm on the wrong side of the Christian county line
Because my baby
Sent me packin'
She needed something
That I was lackin'
All I need is a tin of tobacca
And a little hippie hay to get me through the day
And when the fish bite
Who needs a honey
And in the firelight
Who's countin' money
My worst fear here is a day that ain't so sunny
Drop everyone a line tell 'em that I'm doin' fine
CHORUS
I got a john boat and an RV
And a pet coon
That I named Harvey
We eat small mouth rainbow trout and gar
I see every shining star lyin' on the gravel bar
I got a guitar
And a rifle
With this redneck
You should not trifle
But if you need a hand brother you can bet your life
I'll be as solid as the rock shining on the far shore
My wife will
Come lookin' for me
Cause that woman
Deep down adores me
But until then this easy livin' ain't about to bore me
I'm livin' on the river like my ancestors before me
CHORUS
I got troubles
I got 'em plenty
Sometimes the whole world
Seems set agin me
But of this rock I'm the solitary sentry
I'm the lord of my dominion the upper class and gentry
CHORUS
