I need help with a song title

For the life of me, I can't think of the name or singer for this song. I guess you'd have to classify it as Southern Rock? Anyway, its about a guy who gets a flat tire in Jackson, Miss. and goes into this little redneck bar to wait. He tucks his long hair up under his hat to hide it from the good ol boys. One of them tells him to tip his hat to the lady which reveals his long hair.

He then starts making up stuff about one of the rednecks (old green-teeth) to throw the others off track then sneaks out during the commotion.

Anyone know this one?

 

dude, around what year?

southern rock? like lynrd skynrd? grand funk railroad? 80's or 90's? sounds a little country, but i dont know...

cinderella?

need more info.

 

I'm thinking 70's, maybe.

Sounds a little like Charlie Daniels, but I don't think it is.

Where's Reb when ya need him. I bet he would know.

 

Uneasy Rider - Charlie Daniels

Great song!! This one brings out the redneck in me!!



Uneasy Rider


I was takin' a trip out to LA
toolin' along in my Chevrolet
tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio
Just as I crossed that Mississippi line I heard that highway startin' to whine
and I knew that left rear tire was about to go
well the spare was flat and I got uptight 'cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight
so I jes' limped down the shoulder on the rim
I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
it was right in front of this little bar
a kind of a redneck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn

well I stuffed my hair up under my hat
and told the bartender that I had a flat
and would he be kind enough to give me change for a one
there was one thing I was sure proud to see
there wasn't a soul in the place 'cept for him an' me
and he jest looked disgusted an' pointed toward the telephone

I called up the station down the road a ways
and he said he wasn't very busy t'day
and he could have somebody there in jest 'bout ten minutes or so
he said now you jes' stay right where yer at
and I didn't bother tellin' the durn fool I sure as he!! didn't have anyplace else to go


I jes ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
when some guy walked in an' said who owns this car
with the peace sign the mag wheels and four on the floor
well he looked at me and I &*% near died
and I decided that I'd jus wait outside
so I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

jes' when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin
these five big dude come strollin' in
with this one old drunk chick
and some fella with green teeth

an' I was almost to the door when the biggest one
said you tip your hat to this lady son
an' when I did all that hair fell out from underneath

now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
in Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
'specially when there was three of them and only one of me
well they all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick
and I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick
so I jes' reached out an' kicked ol' green-teeth right in the knee

he let out a yell that'd curl your hair
but before he could move I grabbed me a chair
and said watch him folks 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous man
well you may not know it but this man's a spy
he's an undercover agent for the FBI
and he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan


he was still bent over holdin' on to his knee
but everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me
and I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went
I said would you beleive this man has gone as far
as tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
and he voted for George McGoveren for president

well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko f@&$
I betcha he's even got a Commie flag
Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage

he's a snake in the grass I tell ya guys
he may look dumb but that's jus a disguise
he's a mastermind in the ways of espionage

they all started lookin' real suspicious at him
and he jumped up an' said jes' wait a minute jim
you know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my life
I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Burch
and I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church
and I ain't even got a garage -- you can call home and ask my wife

then he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed
but I didn't wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck

and when I hit the ground I was makin' tracks
and they were jes' takin' my car down off the jacks
so I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up
Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud
of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd
comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot

an' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run
but somehow I couldn't resist the fun
of chasin' them jes' once around the parkin' lot

well they're headin' for their car but I hit the gas
and spun around and headed them off at the pass
well I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the air

well I had them all out there steppin' an' a fetchin'
like their heads were on fire and their a$$3$ was catchin'
but I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there
when I hit the road I was really wheelin'
had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin'
an' I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkansas

I think I'm gonna re-route my trip
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
if I went to LA
via Omaha

 

Anybody ever run out of gas in Utah in 69' in the middle of the night and coast into a closed gas station next to a cowboy bar in the middle of nowhere and walk in the bar to see if they could get some gas with hair down to their ass.


I got stories......

 

I bet you do....

 

fuckin-a, twig!

charlie daniels band. same band in the movie "roadhouse"? (patrick swayze/kelly lynch)

dude, i think they sang that song in that movie, too!

reb, i want to hear some stories!

 

Thanks Twigster.

 

Unaisy Rida'


I wuz takin' some trip out t' L-A
toolin' along in mah Chevrolet
tokin' on some numba' an' diggin' on da transista'
Plum as I crossed dat Mississippi line I heard dat highway startin' t' whine
an' I know'd dat left raih' tire wuz about t' go
well da spare wuz flat an' I gots uptight 'cause dair waint some fillin'
stashun in sight so's I jes' limped waaay down da shoulda' on da rim
I went as fah' as I could an' when I stopped da damn Caddy
it wuz right in front o' dis tiny-ass bah'
some kinda' some redneck lookin' joint called da damn Dew Drop Inn

well I stuffed mah 'fro down unda' mah hat
an' told da damn bartenda' dat I had some flat
an' would he be kind 'nuff t' gimme change 4 some one
dair wuz one shit I wuz shaw proud t' spot
dair waint some soul in da place 'cept 4 him an' me
an' he jest peeked disgusted an' pointed toward da damn telephone

I called down da stashun waaay down da road some ways
an' he said he waint real damn busy t'day
an' he could have somebody dair in jest 'bout dime minutes o' so's he said now
yo' ass jes' stay right where ya' at
an' I didn't botha' tellin' da damn durn honkey I shaw as he!! didn't have
anyplace else t' go


I jes ordered down some 40 an' sat waaay down at da damn bah'
when some kinda' guy ankled in an' said who owns dis Caddy
wit' da damn paice sign da mag wheels an' foe on da flo'
well he peeked at me an' I &*% naih' died
an' I decided dat I'd jus wait outside
so's I layed some dollah' on da bah' an' thinka'ed 4 da do'

jes' when I thought I'd git outta dair wit' mah skin
dese-he'ah nickel big-ass dude come strollin' in
wit' dis one played out juiced chick
an' some kinda' fella wit' green teet'

an' I wuz mos' t' da damn do' when da biggest one
said yo' ass tip yo' hat t' dis lady boy
an' when I dun did all dat 'fro fell out from underneat'

now da last shit I wanted wuz t' git into some fight
in Jaxon Mississippi on some Saturday night
'special-like when dair wuz trey o' them an' only one o' me
well they all started laughin' an' I felt kinda sick
an' I know'd I'd betta' think o' somethin' pretty quick
so's I jes' raiched out an' kicked ol' green-teet' right in da knee

he let out some yell that'd curl yo' 'fro
but b4 he could move I grabbed me some chair
an' said watch him folks 'cause he be some thourough-like dangerous dude well
yo' ass may not know it but dis dude's some spy
he be some undercova' agent 4 da F-B-fuckin'-I
an' he be been sent waaay down in da house t'infiltrate da damn Ku Klux Klan


he wuz still bent ova' holdin' on t' wassups knee
but everyone else wuz lookin' an' listenin' t' me
an' I layed it on thicka' an' haivia' as I went
I said would yo' ass beleive dis dude has gone as fah'
as tearin' Wallace sticka's off da bumpa's o' Caddys
an' he voted 4 George Mcgoveren 4 president

well he be some homie o' them long-'froed hippie type pinko f@&$
I betcha he be even gots some Commie flag
Tacked down on da wall inside o' wassups garage

he be some snake in da grass I tell ya guys
he may peek dumb but dat's jus some disguise
he be some mastermind in da ways o' espionage

they all started lookin' real suspicious at him
an' he jumped down an' said jes' wait some minute jim
yo' ass know he be lyin' I've been livin' in da house all o' mah life I is
some faithfull followa' o' Brotha' John Burch
an' I belong t' da damn Antioch Baptist Church
an' I ain't even gots some garage -- yo' ass kin call crib an' ax' mah woman

den he started sayin' somethin' 'bout da damn way I wuz dressed
but I didn't wait around t' haih' da damn rest
I wuz too busy movin' an' hopin' I didn't run outta luck

an' when I hit da damn ground I wuz makin' trax
an' they wuz jes' takin' mah Caddy waaay down off da jax
so's I threw da dude some twenty an' jumped in an' fired dat mama down Mario
Andretti woulda shaw been proud
o' da damn way I wuz movin' when I passed dat crowd
comin' out da damn do' an' haidin' toward me in some trot

an' I guess I shoulda gone ahaid an' run
but somehow I couldn't resist da damn fun
o' chasin' them jes' once around da damn parkin' lot

well they be haidin' 4 deir Caddy but I hit da damn gas
an' spun around an' thinka'ed them off at da damn pass
well I wuz slingin' gravel an' puttin' some ton o' dust in da air

well I had them all out dair steppin' an' some fetchin'
likes deir thinka's wuz on fire an' deir some$$3$ wuz catchin'
but I figured I oughta go ahaid some split b4 da cops gots dair
when I hit da damn road I wuz tru-ly wheelin'
had gravel flyin' an' rubba' squeelin'
an' I didn't slow waaay down 'til I wuz mos' t' Arkansas

I think I is gonna re-route mah trip
I haid-scratch if anybody'd think I'd flipped
if I went t' L-A
via Omaha