ICWiener
Well-Known Member
One more....a classic:
Well I was workin' on my farm, 'bout 1982
Pullin' up some corn, and a little carrot too
When two low flying airplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high
Dropped a buncha bales of something, 'bout hit me in the eye
So I cut a bale open, and man was I surprised
A buncha large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside
So I took a little sample, and my crazy brother Joe
Sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!"
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low flying planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by those low flying planes
I loaded up them bales in my pick 'em up truck
Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck
I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there
Thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire.
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low flying planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by those low flying planes
Now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer too
I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru
And when I get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane
I travel back to Texas in a low flying plane.
Reverend Horton Heat, Bales of Cocaine
Well I was workin' on my farm, 'bout 1982
Pullin' up some corn, and a little carrot too
When two low flying airplanes, 'bout a hundred feet high
Dropped a buncha bales of something, 'bout hit me in the eye
So I cut a bale open, and man was I surprised
A buncha large sized baggies, with big white rocks inside
So I took a little sample, and my crazy brother Joe
Sniffed it up and kicked his heels, said, "Horton, that's some blow!"
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low flying planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by those low flying planes
I loaded up them bales in my pick 'em up truck
Headed west for Dallas, where I would try my luck
I didn't have a notion if I could sell 'em there
Thirty minutes later, I was a millionaire.
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low flying planes
I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pouring rain
My life changed completely by those low flying planes
Now I am a rich man, but I'm still a farmer too
I sold my farm in Texas, bought a farm down in Peru
And when I get so homesick, I think I'm goin' insane
I travel back to Texas in a low flying plane.
Reverend Horton Heat, Bales of Cocaine