Them Airs Kentucky Sunshine
I said it right
On a cold Long Island night
I said it right
Not a goddamn hog in sight
Never thought I didn't say what I'm thinkin' said
Didn't sayin' what I'm thinkin' are to butter bread
Haven't thought about a lotta since thought I said
Thinkin' thoughtin' better stinkin' where I'm sittin' dead
Hunting, fishing, so exciting
Fat, big mouthed bass
Bright Kentucky sunshine shining
Skybox, I'm not
Down here in Barlsharg, Tennessee I don't even know how to far down the way to trucker stop I-90 East 495 sixteen highways interchange trucker stop cattle prod strewn everywhere 49 5 stops to Omaha found a crop circle in my sleeper cab 49 65 in my barnyard rote lizard crawling everywhere goddamn infestation
Break my legs on tractor sunset
Tasty lake trout
Exit 15, sound the trumpet
In conclusion I think that I might be falling out
Therefore I'll conclude that nothing is right
Lastly maybe I might be a little bit too trite
For this reason it's clear that I'm hiding in plain sight
How does the truckerman get it there in time?
It must take lots of fries
Gumption and gasoline
You could be like him if you could only try
Why can't you try?