The Charlie Daniels Band - Uneasy rider

^CI was takin' a trip out to L.A. ^FToolin' along in my Chevrolet ^G7Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radi^Co ^CJust as I crossed the Mississippi line ^FI heard that highway start to whine ^G7And I knew that left rear tire was about to ^Cgo.

^CWell, the spare was flat and I got uptight ^F'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight ^G7So I just limped on down the shoulder on the ^Crim ^CI went as far as I could and when I stopped the car ^FIt was right in front of this little bar ^G7Kind of redneck lookin' joint, called the Dew Drop ^CInn.

^CWell, I stuffed my hair up under my hat ^FAnd told the bartender that I had a flat ^G7And would he be kind enough to give me change for a ^Cone ^CThere was one thing I was sure proud to see ^FThere wasn't a soul in the place, 'cept for him and me ^G7And he just looked disgusted and pointed toward the tele^Cphone.

^CI called up the station down the road a ways ^FAnd he said he wasn't very busy today ^G7And he could have somebody there in just 'bout ten minutes or ^Cso ^CHe said now you just stay right where you're at ^FAnd I didn't bother tellin' the durn fool ^G7I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to ^Cgo.

^CI just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar ^FWhen some guy walked in and said; "Who owns this car? ^G7With the peace sign, the mag wheels and four on the ^Cfloor?" ^CWell, he looked at me and I damn near died ^FAnd I decided that I'd just wait outside ^G7So I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the ^Cdoor.

^CJust when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin ^FThese five big dudes come strollin' in ^G7With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green ^Cteeth ^CAnd I was almost to the door when the biggest one ^FSaid; "You tip your hat to this lady, son." ^G7And when I did all that hair fell out from under^Cneath.

^CNow the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight ^FIn Jackson, Mississippi on a Saturday night ^G7'Specially when there was eight of them and only one of ^Cme ^CThey all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick ^FAnd I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick ^G7So I just reached out and kicked old green-teeth right in the ^Cknee.

^CHe let out a yell that'd curl your hair ^FBut before he could move, I grabbed me a chair ^G7And said; "Watch him folks, 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous ^Cman." ^C"Well, you may not know it, but this man's a spy ^FHe's an undercover agent for the FBI ^G7And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux ^CKlan."

^CHe was still bent over, holdin' on to his knee ^FBut everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me ^G7And I layed it on thicker and heavier as I ^Cwent ^CI said; "Would you beleive this man has gone as far ^FAs tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars ^G7And he voted for George McGovern for presi^Cdent."

^C"He's a friend of them long-haired, hippie type, pinko fags ^FI betcha he's even got a Commie flag ^G7Tacked up on the wall, inside of his ga^Crage ^CHe's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys ^FHe may look dumb, but that's just a disguise ^G7He's a mastermind in the ways of espio^Cnage."

^CThey all started lookin' real suspicious at him ^FAnd he jumped up an' said; "Now, just wait a minute, Jim ^G7You know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my ^Clife." ^C"I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Birch ^FAnd I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church ^G7And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my ^Cwife."

^CThen he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed ^FBut I didn't wait around to hear the rest ^G7I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta ^Cluck ^CAnd when I hit the ground, I was makin' tracks ^FAnd they were just takin' my car down off the jacks ^G7So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother ^Cup.

^CMario Andretti woulda sure been proud ^FOf the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd ^G7Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a ^Ctrot ^CAnd I guess I should-a gone ahead and run ^FBut somehow I couldn't resist the fun ^G7Of chasin' them all just once around the parkin' ^Clot.

^CWell, they're headin' for their car, but I hit the gas ^FAnd spun around and headed them off at the pass ^G7I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the ^Cair ^CHa Ha, well, I had 'em all out there steppin' and fetchin' ^FLike their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin' ^G7But I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got ^Cthere.

^CWhen I hit the road I was really wheelin' ^FHad gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin' ^G7And I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkan^Csas ^CWell, I think I'm gonna re-route my trip ^FI wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped ^G7If I went to L.A. - via Oma^Cha.