Willie's ode again,
On the border, busted,
Smoke was blowed again
They caught him cruisin'
With a six ounce load again,
In Willie's tour bus,
Green stuff glowed again

Green grass growed again,
Not the kind where Toro's rode again,
Nor a veggie garden that needs hoe'd again,
But stuff fed's burn
And stone every toad again

Lawyer's to defend,
Let me say Your Honor,
It's just marijuana..
Shared between good friends
And only sometimes puffed
Around my sauna..

Or pet, Iguana..
(Her name is Donna)

Will should have knowed again
When at checkpoints,
No smoke be blowed again
Droopy eyelids,
Happy smiling showed again
Bad press, mug shot
And he's off the road again..

Bad press, mug shot,
So, it's Willie's ode again