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Wolf Creek Pass Karaoke

C.W. McCall

SongtexteWolf Creek Pass

ME AND EARL

WAS HAULIN' CHICKENS

ON THE FLATBED

OUTTA WIGGINS

AND WE'D SPENT

ALL NIGHT ON THE

UPHILL SIDE OF

THIRTY-SEVEN MILES

OF HELL CALLED

WOLF CRICK PASS

WHICH IS UP ON

THE GREAT DIVIDE

AND WE WAS

SITTIN' THERE

SUCKIN' TOOTHPICKS

AND DRINKIN' NEHIS

AND ONION SOUP MIX

AND I SAYS EARL

LET'S MAIL A CARD

TO MOTHER AND THEN

SEND THEM CHICKENS

ON DOWN T'OTHER SIDE

YEAH LET'S

GIVE 'EM A RIDE

WELL EARL PUT DOWN

HIS BOTTLE

MASHED HIS FOOT DOWN

ON THE THROTTLE

AND THEN A

COUPLE-A BOOBS WITH

A THOUSAND CUBES

IN THE 1948 PETERBILT

SCREAMED TO LIFE

WE WOKE UP

THE CHICKENS

WE ROARED UP OFFA

THAT SHOULDER

SPRAYIN' PINE CONES

ROCKS AND BOULDERS

AND PUT FOUR HUNDRED

HEAD OF THEM

RHODE ISLAND REDS

AND A COUPLE-A

BURNT-OUT ROOSTERS

ON THE LINE

LOOK OUT BELOW

'CAUSE HERE WE GO

WELL WE COMMENCED

TO TRUCKIN'

AND THEM HENS

COMMENCED TO

CLUCKIN'

THEN EARL

TOOK OUT A MATCH AND

SCRATCHED HIS PANTS

AND LIT UP

THE UNUSED HALF

OF A DOLLAR CIGAR

AND TOOK A PUFF

SAYS MY AIN'T THIS

PRETTY UP HERE

I SAYS EARL

THIS HILL CAN SPILL US

YOU BETTER SLOW DOWN

OR YOU GON' KILL US

JUST MAKE ONE MISTAKE

AND IT'S THE

PEARLY GATES FOR

THEM EIGHTY-FIVE

CRATES OF

USDA-APPROVED

CLUCKERS

YOU WANNA HIT SECOND

WELL EARL GRABBED ON

THE SHIFTER AND

HE STABBED HER INTO

FIFTH GEAR

AND THEN

THE CHROMIUM-PLATED

FULLY-ILLUMINATED

GENUINE ACCESSORY

SHIFT KNOB

COME RIGHT OFF

IN HIS HAND

I SAYS YOU WANNA

SCREW THAT THING

BACK ON EARL

HE WAS TRYIN' TO

THREAD IT ON THERE

WHEN THE FIRE FELL

OFFA HIS CIGAR

AND DROPPED ON DOWN

SORTA ROLLED AROUND

AND THEN LIT

THE CUFF-A EARL'S PANTS

AND BURNED A HOLE

IN HIS SOCK

YEAH SORTA

SET HIM RIGHT ON FIRE

I LOOKED ON

OUTTA THE WINDOW

AND I STARTED COUNTIN'

PHONE POLES GOIN' BY

AT THE RATE OF FOUR

TO THE SEVENTH POWER

WELL I PUT TWO AND TWO

TOGETHER AND

ADDED TWELVE

AND CARRIED FIVE

AND COME UP WITH

TWENTY-TWO THOUSAND

TELEPHONE POLES

AN HOUR

I LOOKED AT EARL

AND HIS EYES WAS WIDE

HIS LIP WAS CURLED

AND HIS LEG WAS FRIED

AND HIS HANDS

WAS FROZE TO

THE WHEEL LIKE

A TONGUE TO A SLED

IN THE MIDDLE

OF A BLIZZARD

AND I SAYS EARL

I'M NOT THE TYPE

TO COMPLAIN

BUT THE TIME HAS COME

FOR ME TO EXPLAIN

THAT IF YOU DON'T APPLY

SOME BRAKE REAL SOON

THEY'RE GON' HAVE TO

PICK US UP WITH A STICK

AND A SPOON

WELL EARL RARED BACK

COCKED HIS LEG AND

STEPPED DOWN AS HARD

AS HE COULD

ON THE BRAKE AND

THE PEDAL WENT

CLEAR TO THE FLOOR AND

STAYED RIGHT THERE

ON THE FLOOR

DID STAY AND HE SAYS

IT'S SORTA LIKE

STEPPIN' ON A PLUM

WELL FROM THERE

ON DOWN IT JUST

WASN'T REAL PRETTY

IT WAS HAIRPIN COUNTY

AND SWITCHBACK CITY

ONE OF 'EM LOOKED

LIKE A CAN FULLA WORMS

ANOTHER ONE LOOKED

LIKE MALARIA GERMS

RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF

THE WHOLE DAMN SHOW

WAS A REAL NICE TUNNEL

NOW WOULDN'T YA KNOW

SIGN SAYS

CLEARANCE AT THE

TWELVE-FOOT LINE

BUT THE CHICKENS

WAS STACKED TO

THIRTEEN-NINE

WELL WE SHOT

THAT TUNNEL UNDER

HUNDRED AND TEN

LIKE GAS

THROUGH A FUNNEL

AND EGGS

THROUGH A HEN

WE TOOK THAT TOP ROW

OF CHICKENS OFF

SLICKER THAN SCUM OFF

A LOUISIANA SWAMP

WENT DOWN AND

AROUND AND AROUND

AND DOWN

WE RUN OUTTA GROUND

AT THE EDGE OF TOWN

AND BASHED INTO THE

SIDE OF A FEED STORE

IN DOWNTOWN

PAGOSA SPRINGS

Komponist:in
Chip Davis
Songtexte
C.W. McCall