Uneasy Rider '88 Lyrics - Charlie Daniels Band

Me and my buddy got us a wild hair 

And figured we wanted to go somewhere 

So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet 

We had a little bit of money and a whole lot of show 

And with Hank Junior blaring on the radio 

We got a tank full of gas and we was on our way 

We figured we'd go down to New Orleans 

We were barrelling' down old 17 

When a man with a blinking red light was on our tail 

He said, "You were doin' 60 in a 45 

But I'm gonna let you go this time 

But if I catch you again, I'm gonna slap you in the county jail" 

We said, "Thank you sir, you sure been nice 

And you ain't gonna have to tell us twice" 

And we were Southbound and down with the wind blowing in our faces 

We kept on rolling and pretty soon 

The radio was cooking out a haggard tune 

And we were pulling into Houston and checking out all the places 

I was feeling dry and I said, "I think 

We ought to stop and get ourselves a drink" 

Old Jim said, "Yeah 'cause we got time to kill" 

We kept on rolling and I seen this spot 

We pulled into the parking lot 

Of this place called, 'The Cloud Nine Bar and Grill' 

We walked through the door and the place was jammed 

The lights were low, they had a punk rock band 

And some orange haired feller singing about suicide 

I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of place 

He said, "Well, let's just have one round anyway" 

So against my better judgment we walked on inside 

Went up to the bar and we sat down 

This feller walked up and said, "I'll buy this round" 

And he sat down on the barstool next to Jim 

He looked like a girl but he talked like a guy 

He had lipstick on and mascara in his eyes 

And everybody in that place looked just about like him 

I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of bar 

Let's just go on out and get back in the car 

'Cause there's gonna be trouble, ain't no sense in taking a chance" 

We was getting up, getting ready to leave 

When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve 

And this good looking girl, she was asking my buddy to dance 

I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's something missing 

There's fellers dancing and fellers kissing 

There's a feller in high heeled shoes wearing panty hose" 

He said, "Partner, I just can't turn this down 

You just go over there and have one more round 

I'll dance with the lady and we'll get on down the road" 

So he walked away and left me alone 

But this funny looking feller kept coming on 

And he was making me mad with some of the things he said 

Then he put his hand on my knee 

I said, "If you don't get your paw off me 

I'm gonna locate your nose around the other side of your head" 

He said, "I love it when you get that fire in your eye 

I said, "Well, partner try this on for size" 

And I unloaded on him and he went out like a light 

Everybody in that place must have been his friend 

They all headed for me, I said, "This is the end" 

But where I come from, we don't give up without a fight 

They were screaming and yelling and scratching and clawing 

I was punching and hitting and kicking and pawing 

I was holding my own, 'cause I've been in a scrap or two 

Old Jim come running up out of the blue 

And that gal he was with, come running up too 

And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe 

I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand 

And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man 

And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor 

He dropped that dude like a shot from a gun 

Smeared his lipstick, made his makeup run 

And me and old Jim started fighting our way to the door 

Man, we lit out of there in that Chevrolet 

I put in on the floor and it stayed that way 

We was going' down the highway doing about a hundred and ten 

We were headed for home and we was getting nearer 

Then a red light came on the rear view mirror 

And that same blame cop was pulling us over again 

Now I'm sitting' here in this county jail 

I had to call my Daddy to go our bail 

But I learned me a lesson that I never will forget again 

I've done give up drinking', I've give up bars 

And running around the country in souped up cars 

I'm going back where the women are women and the men are men