Jeepin'

I was bouncing along down in four-wheel low, The road was rough and the goin’ was slow, Now the puddle ahead didn’t seem too deep Cuz I was ridin’ high, yep I was drivin’ a jeep. But when I hit that mud now, I started to drift, So I clutched it hard but I missed my shift. I was stuck for sure, I couldn’t make it move. I weren’t rigged for muddin’, I was stuck in a groove! Well some good ol’ boys come a ramblin’ along “We’ll get ya out, but It sure seems wrong. Next time ya’ll get yourself stuck in a seep You’ll need a wench on the front of yer jeep!” Well I washed my rig, cuz I’d just got paid And headed on in to the big parade. When I got to town, I was feeling real good So I picked up my gal and put her up on the hood. When I turned the bend you should’a heard ‘em yell Just to see my Rosie up there shakin’ her tail. Them good ol’ boys were goin’ beep, beep, beep Cuz I had a wench on the front of my jeep!