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Those Harley's they cost so much money
A Honda is all he could buy
He covers it up on his car port,
If anyone saw it he'd die.
He acts just as tough as his buddies
They drink Harley Davidson beer.
And he tells anyone that will listen,
He's buying a panhead next year.

Well, I call my woman, Coffee,
'Cause she grinds so fine.
I call my woman, Coffee,
'Cause she grinds so fine.
She's like a percolator,
She's ready any time.

She's no ground-round virgin.

She went away and left me

Oh She never said a word
And even if she would have told me
I probably never would have heard
Well she once said no other woman honey
could lay up in her bed

BETTY DROVE THE SEMI, SHE PULLED UP TO THE PUMP
I THOUGHT I WANTED A COCA-COLA AND I STARTED OUT ON THE JUMP
SHE SAID, "HOLD IT DAVE, COME QUICK, THERE'S SOMETHING YOU GOT TO SEE
THAT MAN HAS GOT A DANCING BEAR TIED UP TO THAT OLD TREE"

I SAID, "DANCE, DANCE, DAKOTA DANCE ALL AROUND THE COUNTRY STORE"
ME AND SWEET BETTY AIN'T NEVER SEEN
A BEAR THAT COULD DANCE BEFORE

I'm a cosmic cowboy
A big time player
I like Pantera, Kid Rock, and Slayer
I like Ice-T the rapper I mean
When it comes to drinkin' I like Jim Beam
I play well strung guitars with a rebel flag
But I don't wear make-up or dress in drag
I smoke a lot, I'm a whiskey drinker

Fuckin in the butt
Fuckin in the butt
Fuckin in the butt

I'd like to fuck the shit out of you
I'd like to fuck the shit out of you
I'd like to fuck the shit out of you
I'd like to fuck the shit out of you

Fuzzy was an outlaw swamp rat born and raised
Bought a motorcycle in his younger days
Rode into Kentucky to join the outlaw band
Fuzzy taught me how to make a livin' off the land
Fuzzy ran a tractor in the early mornin' dew
Taught me how to plant the crops, and showed me what to do
Stitch and Stew sat on the porch while Debbie fixed a meal
Turpentine my old brown horse was grazin' in the field

Hey porter! Hey porter! Would you tell me the time
How much longer will it be 'til we cross
That Mason--Dixon Line
At daylight would ya tell that engineer
To slow it down
Or better still just stop the train
'Cause I wanna look around
Hey porter! Hey porter! What time did ya say

Well I'm just an old man now covered with scars
Most of them I got fightin' in them redneck bars
And A bunch of brand new tattoos that Squench put on me

He covered up the ones I'd gotten years ago
Back in prison when I was just Dave Coe
And I wasn't famous then and I wasn't free

Jack Daniels, if you please
Knock me to my knees
You the only friend
That has ever has been
That didn't do me wrong

Jack Daniels, if you please
Knock me to my knees

Jack Daniels, if you please, knock me to my knees.
You're the only friend there has ever has been,
That didn't do me wrong.
Jack Daniels, if you please, knock me to my knees.
You can kill this pain that's drivin' me insane,
Since my baby's gone.

Cigarettes and whiskey calm my shakin' hand.

Spoken:
This song is for all the people that’s, uh, been reviewing our records
in different magazines an' things. And mentioning the fact that we sound
a lot like Jimmy Buffet because we live in Key West an' we use conga
drums in our songs. An', uh, to all those people that are under the
misconception that Mr. Buffett lives in Key West, we’d like to say that
there is a lot of things in Key West, as a matter of fact,

The Jimmy Buffer Song
David Allen Coe

Prelude:
This song is for all the people that’s been reviewing our records and say we sound a lot like Jimmy Buffet because we live in Key West and use Congo drums in our songs. For all those people that live in Key West and are under the misconception that Mr. Buffet live in Key West and we’d like to say there’s a lot of things in Key West, as a matter of fact, there’s

Chorus:

Well, I've fucked 'em all from Coast to Coast...
Well you can talk about your lovers and your back door pimps.
You can talk about your hollywood Fags.

If you want to know the baddest mutha fucker in the world then I'm the greatest lover alive
Jackie Onassis was a snuff queen for me before she ever got rich.
And it would take a man a day and a half just to satisfy that bitch.

Little Susie Shallow Throat was lonely
All the girls all made fun of her at school
‘Cause no matter how she tried
She could not get a dick inside
Her shallow throat
Shallow throat

Hot Dogs and bananas were too big

Country DJ's knows that I'm an outlaw
They'd never come to see me in this dive
Where bikers stare at cowboys
Who are laughing at the hippies
Who are praying they'll get outta here alive
The loud mouth in the corner's gettin' to me
Talking 'bout my earrings and my hair
I guess he ain't read the signs that say I been to prison

Well I dozed off in the back of the bus
to the groan of the Greyhounds throttle
and I woke to crack of a paper sack
and a cork poppin' from a bottle
I tell you son the old man said
it was hell in world war two
as he rolled up his pant leg
I saw the wood that filled his shoe

She's alone in the corner, with her panties to her knees, lookin in the mirror,
she gives her tits a squeeze. Slides her finger thru the wetness, rubbing
gently on her clit. Breathing heavy with each stroke now. She's not worried
bout me watchin, its too late now to refuse, nightly fever you can't shake
down, masturbation blues.

He picks up the dirty picture, with his dick hard in his hand, with a stroke
you see hime moving, with the music of the band, against the wall you see him

Mona Lisa lost her smile
The painter's hands are trembling now
And if she's out there running wild
It's just because I taught her how

The masterpiece that we had planned
Is laying shattered on the ground
Mona Lisa lost her smile

She said someday I'd understand
What love was all about
She said I could have the kids
She was movin out
Said she'd finally found a man
Who's dick was so much bigger
Then that scumbag motherfucker
Run off with a nigger

She's hard to get started
She's always so cold
In the mornings I find her -
She's looking so old
There's so many miles
I've been down that road once or twice
She's not much to look at
When we ride through town

Pussy whipped again
A Fine mess I found myself in
Tryin' to be her buddy
Trying to make a woman my friend...

Pussy whipped again
blame it on the whiskey and gin
Oh Lord, I'm pussy whipped again.

Pussy whipped again
A Fine mess I found myself in
Tryin' to be her buddy
Trying to make a woman my friend...

Pussy whipped again
Blame it on the whiskey and gin
Oh Lord, I'm pussy whipped again.

Hey, lay me down some rails boys
don't put me in jail boys
and if I make a little noise
just leave me alone

I've been known to party some
but I anit never hurt noone
I've been ashamed of what I've done

Well it was summertime
When we hit that wall
From the top to the ground
It was a ten foot fall
And the dogs were waiting
On the other side

We've planned for years

David Allan Coe The Ride Lyrics:

Well, I was thumbin' from Montgomery,
I had my guitar on my back,
When a stranger stopped beside me,
In an antique cadillac.
He was dressed like 1950,
Half drunk and hollow-eyed,

Well the motorcycle club had a party,
And all the young virgins were there.
And I found a blonde with little bitty titties
And a pretty yellow ribbon in her hair.
Then I told her the three biggest lies in the world,
The ones my Daddy first told me,
And that was the beginning of my sexual life
And the end of my fantasy.

I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas,
A little place called Hamburger Dan's
I put some money in the jukebox,
And played that truck drivin' man

Pour me another cup of coffee,
For it is the best in the land
I put my money in the jukebox,