Bluegrass Blues Songtext

i wanna hear a boogie woogie bluegrass blues wanna hear a boogie woogie bluegrass blues that rockin country might work for you but me i wanna hear a boogie woogie bluegrass blues i like my coffee black and sweet three eggs fried, grits, no meat gotta watch my weight or i'll get fat baby tells me it's too late for that gonna park my rig in your driveway gonna park my rig in your driveway don't give rat's ass what your neighbors say gonna park my rig in your driveway i drove for the union up in illinois was an angry young man now i'm just a good ole boy used to pack a pistol on the picket line paid union dues and did federal time betty got her own rig but she don't put out she's an owner operator, but she don't put out if you try it on she'll punch your lights out she's got her own rig but she don't put out that redneck (or "pencil neck") back there in the rice burner don't he see i'm makin a right turn well he gonna learn real real soon you gotta give a fifty foot trailer a little more room i'm in a kansas wind with a shifting load in a kansas wind with a shifting load rain so hard i can't see the road in a kansas wind with a shifting load i'm seeing things i know ain't there they're comin at me from everywhere i must've been drivin too long i think on not enough sleep and too much crank gonna drop this trailer in baton rouge gonna drop this trailer in baton rouge gonna get some work done on these new tattoos after i drop this trailer in baton rouge i'm lookin forward to a long hot shower but i'm paid by the mile not by the hour gonna drive all night gonna drive straight thru get back to you so i can park my rig in your driveway gonna park my rig in your driveway don't give rat's ass what your neighbors say gonna park my rig in your driveway