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Well musician stories have made the rounds About travelling bands and redneck towns But for tuba players this has got to be a first This one starts like they all do, I’d been travelling hard for a day or two And I stopped into this joint to quench my thirst Up walked this big mountain man He said, “What you got there? A garbage can?” I said, “Excuse me, that’s my tuba if you please” He said, “Great! Play a country song, so me and my buddies can sing along” And I told him, “I only play with symphonies” He slammed his fist, and spit out his beer And his body language made it very clear This wasn’t gonna be just another B-flat day That’s when he cocked his thirty odd six And boy I let out with some country licks I never thought I’d hear my tuba play Play that country tuba, cowboy Well after a while I ran out of air And I figured I better get out of there So I grabbed my horn and I headed for the door Just about then I felt a lasso Wrapped around me and my tuba too And they yanked me back and hollered “More man more!” Play that country tuba, cowboy Aus Songtexte Mania