Country Road

Now god dang darn nabbit if I'm a gonna have it, any other way then the way I done describe it. Countryside road hellbent on winding; barely getting by just trying to survive. And if cleanliness is godliness I'm satan himself, living in filth; happy as a tornado in a trailer park. Twisted as the chew strands, i've been dipping; stinking like the juices in my spit can... And I'm pretty damn sure it's in my blood that; if I aint driving racecar then I'm wasting my time. And I ain't fixin on wasting no time. Cuz I ain't got time for that ya'll; what with the misses bitching and all. http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/one-for-the-lift-ticket/7970992