there is nothing like a good story one of fame and all its glory I'll give credit due on the above lixs oh, baby -- oh, baby you startin' to worry 'bout dem dare ornery ticks when ya went to the wood for kicks

for some white hot lightning we burned fifty ricks of daddy's old woods an' Rick's or was that Dick's? We got us some 'shine and ya pledged you'd be mine or my dad swore he'd have ya fixed