Left from Maine with the aim for to rove on to New Orleans
'Til my ol’ Chevrolet strained, then gave up the ghost again
Just off Interstate 65’s where it suffered stuffed up power drive
I looked through rain for refuge to dwell
It’s for the grime I remember that hotel

This night abode in hickseed town
With all the bedbugs stingin’
This night abode in hickseed town
And folks primieval were singin'
They went, “Hee Haw, Hee Haw, Hee Haw...
Hee Haw, Hee Haw, Hee Haw, Hee Haw Haw”

Plaque in a dive in Tennessee
Chuck Daniel-esque seemed to be:
"Welcome, lest you be
Northerners, then best leave”
Now I need swift mechanic, good
But I got scared ‘cus he misunderstood
He spat thru his teeth, said “We’ve got Chet
But he’s more clever than hasty so don’t you fret”

A plight: remote ol’ hickseed town
With all the porch chairs swingin'
A fortnight bode in hickseed town
All o’er saw freaky offspring an’
They went, "Maw, Paw, Maw, Paw, Maw, Paw...
Maw, Paw, Maw, Paw, Maw, Paw, Maw, Paw, Maw”

Blue-fly swatter before me, tried to work game plan
I’m sure they rather abhor me, ‘cus I’m no rebel man
I try avoid Rayleens, Cloyds and Raifs
‘Cus this Yankee’s ‘fraid this vil’s unsafe
I swear by the kudzu ‘neath my feet
I ingested polecat soup at the local Eats

Fortnight abode in hickseed town
Deliv’rance hell upspringin’
Fortnight abode in hickseed town
And all the baccy went wingin’
It went, "Chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw...
Chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw”