Initially, this song was purchased for my father as part of a birthday present. As a professional truck driver, this particular genre was always his favorite, so I added it to a playlist for his listening enjoyment.
At first, I couldn’t see what he found to appealin’ ‘bout this particular melody, but the more that I sat an’ listened, the more my toes started tappin’. Hell, ‘round the third pass, I could damn-near feel the words just a pluckin’ at my heart strings, so I loaded up the pick’emup with my newly rescued hound dog Blue, and decided we’d go fer a ride.
Before I knew it, we were grindin’ gears in the hammer lane, and slippin’ into Georgia Overdrive on every hill! Well, the County Mounty we passed didn’t like us blowin’ his doors off and my bird dog started barkin’ right as he threw up them Christmas lights!
Next thing you know, there’s a bear in the air, a baby bear at my back door, an’ Evil Kenevil is ridin’ shotgun and hollerin’ at me to back on off the hammer. Well, them yardsticks were lookin’ like a picket fence so I figured I’d sneak it to a double nickel, but them bears weren’t buyin’ it. So I tip-toed into the granny lane and stopped near a few alligators hopin’ to just get me some i.o.u’s. Negatory. They hauled me back to the bear cave and tossed me in with some Good Buddy who’s lookin’ at me like I’m the world’s prettiest beaver.
Good song tho.