Uneasy Rider lyrics

I was takin` a trip out to LA,
toolin` along in my Chevrolet,
tokin` on a number and diggin` on the radio

jes` as I cross the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
and I knew that left rear tire was about to go

well the spare was flat and I got uptight
`cause there wasn`t a fillin` station in sight
so I jes` limped down the shoulder on the rim

I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
it was right in front of this little bar
a kind of a redneck lookin` joint called the Dew Drop Inn

well I stuffed my hair up under my hat
and told the bartender that I had a flat
and would he be kind enough to give me change for a one

there was one thing I was sure proud to see
there wasn`t a soul in the place `cept for him an` me
and he just looked disgusted an` pointed toward the telephone

I called up the station down the road a ways
and he said he wasn`t very busy t`day
and he could have somebody there in jest `bout ten minutes or so

he said now you jes` stay right where yer at and I didn`t bother
tellin`
the durn fool I sure as hell didn`t have anyplace else to go

I jes ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
when some guy walked in an` said who owns this car
with the peace sign the mag wheels and four on the floor

well he looked at me and I damn near died
and I decided that I`d jus wait outside
so I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

jes` when I thought I`d get outta there with my skin
these five big dude come strollin` in
with this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

an` I was almost to the door when the biggest one
said you tip your hat to this lady son
an` when I did all that hair fell out from underneath

now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
in Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
`specially when there was three of them and only one of me

well they all started laughin` and I felt kinda sick
and I knew I`d better think of somethin` pretty quick
so I jes` reached out an` kicked ol` green-teeth right in the knee

he let out a yell that`d curl your hair
but before he could move I grabbed me a chair
and said watch him folks `cause he`s a thouroughly dangerous man

well you may not know it but this man`s a spy
he`s an undercover agent for the FBI
and he`s been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan

he was still bent over holdin` on to his knee
but everyone else was lookin` and listenin` to me
and I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went

I said would you beleive this man has gone as far
as tearin` Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
and he voted for George McGoveren for president

well he`s a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags
I betcha he`s even got a Commie flag
Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage

he`s a snake in the grass I tell ya guys
he may look dumb but that`s jus a disguise
he`s a mastermind in the ways of espionage

they all started lookin` real suspicious at him
and he jumped up an` said jes` wait a minute jim
you know he`s lyin` I`ve been livin` here all of my life

I`m a faithfull follower of Brother John Burch
and I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church
and I ain`t even got a garage you can call home and ask my wife

then he started sayin` somethin` `bout the way I was dressed
but I didn`t wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy movin` and hopin` I didn`t run outta luck

and when I hit the ground I was makin` tracks
and they were jes` takin` my car down off the jacks
so I threw the man a twenty an` jumped in an` fired that mother up

Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud
of the way I was movin` when I passed that crowd
comin` out the door and headin` toward me in a trot

an` I guess I shoulda gone ahead an` run
but somehow I couldn`t resist the fun
of chasin` them jes` once around the parkin` lot

well they`re headin` for their car but I hit the gas
and spun around and headed them off at the pass
well I was slingin` gravel and puttin` a ton of dust in the air

well I had them all out there steppin` an` a fetchin`
like their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin`
but I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there

when I hit the road I was really wheelin`
had gravel flyin` and rubber squeelin`
an` I didn`t slow down `til I was almost to Arkansas

I think I`m gonna re-route my trip
I wonder if anybody`d think I`d flipped
if I went to LA via Omaha