BUSTED FLAT IT BATON ROUGE, HEADIN' FOR THE TRAINS
FEELIN' NEARLY FADED AS MY JEANS
BOBBY THUMBED A DIESEL DOWN, JUST BEFORE IT RAINED
TOOK US ALL THE WAY TO NEW ORLEANS.
I TOOK MY HARPOON OUT OF MY OLD DIRTY RED BANDANA
I WAS PLAYIN' SAD WHILE BOBBY SANG THE BLUES
WITH THOSE WINDSHIELD WIPERS SLAPPIN' TIME
AND BOBBY