Standin by the roadside lookin on the bright side hopin I could get a ride. I been here since noon I hope I get a ride soon or I'm gonna lose my hide.
I was hidin from my wife in a honky tonk bar when she turned up steamin in astolen car.
So I dove out the back door and runnin through the liquor store I ran into the law. Sheriff "Bo" Dean he was lookin real mean he said "What's your hurry for?"
I said "Look out Bo I gotta run my wife's behind me with a12 guage shotgun"
Well the sheriff's real cool he's a married man too and he knows what I'm goin through. He said"Get along boy 'fore ya run outa luck" and he tossed me the keys of his pick up truck.
So I'm barrelling down the highway thinkin I could get away and live to love another day but my wife's behind me and she's drivin real keen in a stripped down Chevy it's areal hot mean machine.
She's gainin on me fast and shootin from the hip. She shot out my tyres and the pick up flipped.
So I'm crawlin from the wreckage and I'm feelin real sore, got blood on my vest and my jeans all tore.
Chevy pulls up: my wife just grins she says "Hey boy look at the state you're in. Get along now you've run outa luck Sheriffs gonna kill ya when he sees his truck"
Chevy pulls off in a cloud of dust. My wife says"Do it? You can it if you must but you gotta take what's comin to ya if you wanna do it, take what's comin to ya ----- ( repeated)