HuckleBerry Blues

I was weary feelin' a little blue
grabbed my bag started looking for clues
they came about under the crack
smashing bottles breaking racks
it came like a whirlwind from the sky
willie was able to see all with his one good eye
so i backed on down the bar room floor
stumbling across trying to reach the door
right as a stood from my seat
a man in black swooped me off my feet
so jack was able to come from the lou
across the room the man in black flew
i got up in a sheer of panick
because them old alabama bound hicks
with a beer in one hand in the other a switch
with my last drag, my gannon butt i flicked
into the face of a crowd of many
so we got up and filled the car plenty
off on the highway setting off west
time to take grand dads medicine and rest