作曲 : Collier
Them boys from
Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
They're too damn skinny or way too long
I ain't no holy roller so
I just use a bong
Them boys from
Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
Them boys down in
Texas got some damn fine shit
They smuggle across the
Rio, they use the
Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's
Texican's creed
Them boys down in
Texas got some damn fine shit
Them boys in
Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man
I tell you what
Them boys from
Arkansas they got some damn fine pot (Chorus)
Them boys up in
Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and
I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that
Kansanian schwag
Them boys in
Louisiana got trouble growin' their shit
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms (Chorus)
作曲 : Collier
Them boys from
Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
They're too damn skinny or way too long
I ain't no holy roller so
I just use a bong
Them boys from
Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong
Them boys down in
Texas got some damn fine shit
They smuggle across the
Rio, they use the
Mexican breed
That's expointin' cheap labor, but hell that's
Texican's creed
Them boys down in
Texas got some damn fine shit
Them boys in
Arkansas they got some damn fine pot
That's a direct result of all them good seeds they got
Haulin' water up a hill's a chore, but man
I tell you what
Them boys from
Arkansas they got some damn fine pot (Chorus)
Them boys up in
Kansas, hell all they got is a bunch of schwag
And they'll try to screw you for fifty bucks a quarter bag
I got some in my guitar case and
I'm not the type to brag
But it's a damn sight better than that
Kansanian schwag
Them boys in
Louisiana got trouble growin' their shit
Them alligators is mean, and they eat up all the seeds
But on a bayou night by the light of a full moon
You can walk out and pick you a sack full of 'shrooms (Chorus)